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It's International Book Week. The rules: Grab the closest book to you, turn to page 52, post the 5th sentence as your status. Don't mention the title. Copy the rules as part of your post.
"Just glanced, is all. I'm not a peep. Just had a little glance as I rolled over on me side to get a good sleep."
(Bit of a cheat, included the three lines starting with the fifth on the page that complete the entire thought)
Speaking of books, these are the ones I've read - or tried to read - since the last time I posted my reading stats, which have slowed down significantly with everything we've had going on this summer.
14.
The Becket Factor, by Michael David Anthony
15.
The Catcher in the Rye, by J. D. Salinger
16.
The Technologists, by Matthew Pearl*
17.
The Bone People, by Keri Hulme
18.
The Last Good Man, by A. J. Kazinski
19.
Tropic of Cancer, by Henry Miller**
20.
The Master and Margarita, by Mikhail Bulgakov***
*I haven't really liked any of Pearl's books as much as the first one I read, The Dante Club. I loved that book, but I haven't found that same magic in two other books I've tried by this author.
**I slogged half-way through this book, and just gave up, which is not something I like to do, because it feels like a personal failure. I try very hard to find something of value in every book I read, but on really rare occasions I have to cry "uncle", and that's what I did here. And it's not just the rampant misogyny that's a problem, since it's true to the decade and the locale, and I understand that going into a "classic" book like this. No, the real problem was that I just found it rambling, pointless, and really boring.
***Another book I simply couldn't find interesting, try as I might. Though I think this one may have suffered for my having stopped half-way through Tropic of Cancer and already being completely out of patience. I don't think I've ever given up on two books in a row, and I may give this one another go at some point.
My attention span has suffered a lot for dealing with contractors and house stuff the last couple of months, on top of everything else. I've been very unsettled throughout the whole thing, both mentally and physically - but especially mentally; and that has clearly affected my patience and even interest level in reading. I need to get back into a groove, which is only going to happen when I feel truly settled again.
White Collar goes bye bye for a few months, and the summer tv season is finally winding down.
I knew from the jump that Sam wasn't who he said he was, especially given the casting of Treat Williams in the part. So the only other significant male from Neal's past that he could be is his supposedly dead, but not really, father. I just knew it, and when they were having the blood analyzed, it was a given how the episode would end. But that honestly wasn't hard to predict, because the trope of bringing back supposedly dead but not really parents is such a staple of tv story-telling anymore that it's utterly cliche. So it's only when it doesn't happen that I'm surprised.
Naturally my concern is how the appearance of Neal's father is going to change the bromance/little brother-big brother dynamic between Neal and Peter.
Wow, two posts two days in a row. Alert the media! ;)