I spent the holiday weekend doing basically two things: listening to the new Lady Gaga and rereading Jane Austen’s Emma. The Emma urge had struck me, weirdly, just as I was reaching the gripping climax of The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, and I actually interrupted Larsson briefly to indulge it. I didn’t reread the whole novel straight, nor did I ( Read more... )

As soon as the readings were all done for my classes (well, actually I still have to look up vocabulary words for two scenes in Lorca's Bodas de Sangre; please don't tell my pendejo perezoso of a Spanish professor), I started The GIrl WIth the Dragon Tattoo. On the train home this evening I reached page 398 (out of 587), which also happens to be ( Read more... )