But not too big of a lull. Last night, after a marathon not-quite-all-day bout of reading, I finished Robert Graves‘ I, Claudius. Not only did the action and characters in the book carry me along quite effortlessly, I was also refreshed by reading about a political climate that is even more poisonous (literally) than ours today — the one that existed two thousand years ago in Rome. Therefore, our political climate is not, in fact, […]
It seems that, regardless of how late you stayed up to read books and type ad nauseam in your little electronic journal, morning still arrives at exactly the time specified by those who study and work in celestial mechanics. I picture all those who study celestial mechanics (a type of mathematician that studies how planets and stars and comets go around and around and around and…) to be dressed in their own special coveralls, first […]
For an afternoon of reading on the porch, I seem to need a lot of stuff…
William Shakespeare’s grave At the moment, I am tackling Shakespeare: all of him. I have gotten a brand-new Complete Works for this particular purpose. This new edition, put out by the Royal Shakespeare Company, is far thicker and heavier than my very old and dusty one from college, even though it is printed on what my son calls “Bible paper.” I have read at least half of the plays already, back in college. That was […]
[crossposted to Me and Shakespeare] I finished “A Comedy of Errors” this morning right before I had to hurry off to the dentist’s. It was a fun read — don’t think I managed to read this one when I was in college and supposed to be doing stuff like read Shakespeare. Plot: two sets of identical twins, separated just after birth. Fate brings everyone back to the same town many years later, with many mixups […]
… Is the fact that I am furiously (mostly) typing away on my new blog project: Me and Shakespeare. Read along with me.
Image by cobra libre via Flickr Norm at the Library has a hopeful note up today. It’s possible to like books with plots in them, and not have to be publicly ashamed at that fact. Well, folks, it looks like the long literary nightmare is finally over. via “…they have trained us… to associate a crisp, dynamic, exciting plot with supermarket fiction, and cheap thrills, and embarrassment.” « Stacked. Maybe now I can admit that […]
