How is your summer reading list coming along?
When I check mine, I’m about halfway through–and
about halfway through the summer. It would help if
I wouldn’t detour and read other books that *aren’t*
on the list! I’m making nice progress through The Magic Mountain
by Thomas Mann—and won’t THAT be a nifty one to cross off on
old those good reading lists! And I’m crawling, and I mean crawling
through Lady Susan en francais —-I have barely any idea what is
happening—I think people don’t like her because she flirts with
their husbands/boyfriends . . .and doesn’t get invited to their
estates for the weekend and so forth.
A couple of weeks ago, while listening to a Stephen King tape
about how he writes, I was curious about a book he spoke of–
The Liars Club by Mary Karr–a memoir. Well, I like memoirs
said I, and I borrowed it from the library. Hated it. (read it cover
to cover)–still hated it.
And day before yesterday I finished a wonderful book (not on
my reading list)—-The Naive and the Sentimental Novelist
by Orhan Pamuk. It is composed of his lectures that he gave
at Harvard in 2009, about how he writes—and his interpretations
of how writers write. I gobbled that one up and made copious notes.
Pamuk wrote My Name Is Red—-and in that book, even the colors had
speaking parts like characters. I loved it—genius.
So that’s my story—and getting ready for some company to
visit—which may involve sewing and shopping and old movies!
When was the last time you watched the old original movie of
Rebecca with Laurence Olivier and Joan Fontaine? It will be
playing at our house this week!!