During my increasingly driven episodes of life not work, I've been re-reading The Masters of Rome series, aka Gaius Marius right through seconds before Octavius becomes Augustus. And I continue to marvel about Gaius Julius Mary Sue Caesar and how very much I don't care because he is just that damn awesome.

ETA: In my defense, this kinda got away ( Read more... )

So I finally finished Antony and Cleopatra by Colleen McCullough, which somehow manages to be even more depressing than The October Horse and that's where Caesar died and was not a good time for me. I have no idea how she managed to make this one gutting, but dear God, she really did, and this is with characters I really didn't like. I'd thought ( Read more... )

A part of my adolescence ends sometime tomorrow, when I finish The October Horse by Colleen McCullough, culminating a series that I started reading when I was fourteen years old, picking up a paperback copy of The First Man in Rome at Wal-Mart. I got the last yesterday and am almost finished, with Octavian and Mark Antony joining forces and doing ( Read more... )