And just like that, another month floated by!
I have not been sleeping well, so last night, I foraged for some bedtime reading and settled on Moby-Dick. I believe it was 2009 when I read MD; it was good sleepy reading then, and it is good sleepy reading now. You don’t have to think too hard or have any strong emotions. It’s just Ishmael, whale facts, and an autumnal sense of foreboding for 600 pages. What more do you need?
Recently I finished reading Chronicle of a Death Foretold by Gabriel García Márquez. It was a book with plenty of promise and a fairly engaging writing style, but even for a novella of 120 pages, it was just too long and repetitive. All of the characters were unpleasant, with the added garnish of badly written female ones. I’ve heard his novels are better…
Still making my way through Sherlock Holmes: The Valley of Fear (which I should have finished by now). It hadn’t aged well in memory, and the rereading experience is uneven.
I also started another novella called Ice by Anna Kavan. Ice is about a Very Demure, mysterious young woman who is married to a tyrant and being (altruistically) pursued by her ex through a desolate landscape and dystopian society. I am only in chapter 3 and having a hard time getting into it fully; it seems like the kind of book I would have loved in a former time. There is still time for that to happen.
Rings of Power Season 2 has begun! Some of you might remember how much I loved the first season; I even recorded a video review. It’s been two years, so my family and I are rewatching Season 1 over this Labor Day weekend, then we will catch up to Season 2. I don’t watch much TV at all—the last show I binged was Abbott Elementary on a very long flight—so I am really looking forward to more Rings and my girl-crush Galadriel.
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