Monday, August 29, 2005

I finished reading The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. I liked it a lot more than I thought I would. For some reason I resisted reading it for years. I'm not entirely sure why. There was always this vague sort of, meh feeling about it. Then I saw a copy at Twice Sold Tales and figured three dollars wasn't too bad.

I enjoyed it quite a bit. In the forward (I'm not sure which imprint I got) I read just how difficult it was for her to get that book published in the states. Had she not committed suicide most likely that book wouldn't have made it to the I think it's something like three million copies sold to date or some such. It's a sad thing.

What I mainly enjoyed about the book was some of the descriptions of the main characters path to insanity and shock therapy. The ending wasn't quite to my taste. I've never been a fan of the mostly happy ending for some reason.

Next I'm not sure what I want to read. I browsed Twice Sold Tales today and Arundel Books and didn't really find anything that caught my eye in particular. I'm not generally one to read brand new books and really I couldn't find anything that tugged at me to read.

So in the meantime I'm rereading Silk by Caitlin R. Kiernan.

I'm tempted by Speak, Memory: An Autobiography Revisited. That's about Vladmir Nabokov. I think I'm leaning towards biography. I really want something meaty that I can dig into. As much as I enjoyed The Bell Jar, it was far too quick a read.

I read like a crackhead smokes rock.

I've been cruising and Amazon looking for deals. I love used books. I'm probably going to have a go at Powell's too.

In other news I've been scribbling this heaven/hell thing I've been working on. I'm not sure how I feel about it yet. I'm writing it a little inside out mostly because I don't know how I want it structured just yet. Who knows.

I should probably send this before I forget. So yeah.

Boobs hurt send Midol.

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