Apr 30, 2008 00:13
I feel so guilty about buying bags and bags of books but never sitting down to read them, so I've dedicated myself to finishing those stacks off before the summer madness that is my job. Georgette Heyer's Lady of Quality was excellent per usual. I'd read it in my HS library, but actually tracking down and buying her stuff has been near impossible until 5 years previously. I enjoyed the book quite a bit, though sometimes I felt she indulged herself in the snappy dialogue a little too much. One reason I enjoy her books is that her antagonists are never quite one dimensional. For example, Annis's brother is a prig, but he shows sparks of humor nonetheless. It's hard to enjoy fiction sometimes when the characters are so mired in their own drama that they cease to be people and become Dramatic Figures Bemoaning Destiny.
Now I was stuck between Mary Roach's Stiff, a rough history of cadavers, and Mistress of the Art of Death by Ariana Franklin, a Renaissance forensic fiction. I decided to start on Stiff; the author has a tight, engaging writing style usually (Although her asides can get too self congratulatory/cleverish). They way she describes things are striking, and I like the way she ties in various information together. It's an excellent reference as well.
I'm not sure how I'll feel about Franklin's book though. I read through a few pages in the front to get a feel for the book, and really. Talking about monks 'Raking it in' - I'm not exactly a history major, but is that really appropriate slang for something in the Late Middle Ages? lolololol We'll see how that one turns out.
Bamboozle on Sunday!!! Panic on Wedneday!!!!! MCR on Friday <333333333333333333333
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