I'm about into The Italian and I'm very much enjoying it. I can't say the characters are particularly deep or well-rounded but the writing is interesting and the images engrossing.
That being said, I've been doing some math. If I read a book every fives days (which is reasonable for most books), that means I'll take a total of 5615 days to read all of the 1123 books currently in our house that I have not yet read.
With 365 days in a year, that means it will take me, what, 16 years or so to read them all?
Yikes. I think it's time to modify the rules of my little project. Here we go. I will read all novels, plays and individual books of poetry in the house that I have not already read. I will skip the non-fiction, including philosophy and critical theory, as well as self-help and history books. Well... maybe I'll read the history ones.
So here goes: I will read the novels, plays and poetry as well as the history books. Nothing else.
Now I need to go back and count again, don't I?
and only 25 years to read them. I counted the books in my home and found out that, between my partner and me, we have 1399 books in total. They run the gamut from science fiction to philosophy to feminist theory to graphic novels to poetry and plays. Then I counted how many of these books I had actually read from cover to cover: 276. Yikes. How embarrassing. So now I've committed myself to reading every book in the house before I die. Follow my adventures in reading here.
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Monday, June 10, 2013
Rethinking and recounting
Labels:
Ann Radcliffe,
plays,
poetry,
reading,
The Italian
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