It's been a bad few weeks. Nothing has gone to plan, there's always been something major on my mind (some a lot more "major" than others), and when I have had time to myself I haven't had the energy or even the inclination to use it wisely. At the moment, things seem perhaps to be getting better, but I've said that before. So for now, well, I'm using my time to do something nice, which is to say hello and I hope you're all well.
Obviously, I haven't been reading as much as I'd like (which has added to the misery!). Furthermore, all the books I do have on the go are chunksters, so you will see no progress in my 2012 page! Mostly, I'm enjoying them. Les Misérables is absolutely wonderful, and I'm still trying to stick to reading a chapter a week, tempting as it is to rush ahead. I've also started reading The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins as a readalong with Adam. This book has surprised me: I have read the back of it many times and thought it rather unappealing, however it is on my list. So, when Adam asked on Twitter if anyone would like to join him in a readalong, I thought it would be good motivation. And, well, I am enjoying it!
I'm also reading Tom Jones. Ah, Tom Jones. I am sure this will get my first five stars on Goodreads (He Knew He Was Right missed out owing to a tedious sub-plot). It is not only brilliant, but it is the kind of book that makes you excited about reading. It makes me wonder why I love it if I hated Pickwick Papers. It makes me want to read more 18th Century literature, and it makes me gather little lists of books I want to read. It especially made me want to read Tristram Shandy. It makes me wonder what the crack was between Fielding and Richardson, and, of course, it makes me want to read Pamela. It makes me think even more about marriage and women in the 18th and 19th Century, and most of all, it makes me look forward to going to bed so I can pick it up again. I love it.
On the other hand, once again, I have to say I'm having doubts about sticking to the War and Peace challenge. I have read it once before, and it is no better the second time around. The only thing that motivates me is stubbornness. And Middlemarch? Well, I will read it. But I can't read it as planned because I forget too much about what has already happened. And, frankly, I want it read yesterday. I don't like it.
Finally, I am still reading The Bible. All I can say is that it is a worthy read: I'm too uncomfortable treating it as literature. I may be reading it as literature, but it is still a religious text.
I do also have The Old Curiosity Shop by my bed, and I have started it, but I think perhaps with reading Tom Jones, The Woman in White, and Middlemarch, I should leave it a little while until at least one of those books is complete! I am enjoying it very much, so I don't want to spoil it in any way.
So there is my reading. I also have a few posts planned: one on Othello and He Knew He Was Right, one thinking about reading the classics, and another on something I found via Jillian - criticism as autobiography. I'm also just a few posts away from my 100th post, so I'm sure I'll have some words then!