Thursday, April 30, 2009

Wuthering Heights was definitely win. It was disturbing and infuriating, and crazy and awful, but it was amazing.

That Emily Bronte said she wanted to create a haunting masterpiece; I say she succeeded.

I'll read the Nicholas Sparks book next, and then Donnelly's book - and who knows what after that.

Yay for me!

Thursday, April 23, 2009

W-Heights, Sparks, and A Northern Light

Still reading and loooooving Wuthering Heights. It's just hard to find time to read now that the semester is drawing to a close, and all my professors are going nuts (cause they're slackers and did nothing during the beginning of the semester) and pile up the homework/busy work. Gaaay.

But, I love this book. I'm at the part where Heathcliff has mentioned his plan to get Cathy to marry his son, Linton ((in the words of Nelly: "that naughty boy")). As much as I dislike Heatch ((and I love to hate him)), I feel sorry for the guy. When I think back to the earlier chapters, where he throws open the window to Catherine's bedroom and cries for her ghost to come's sad. Poor guy. He's still a douche, but I kind of want to hug him, and then kick him a little.

Anyway, great book.

And I know this whole reading only one book a month thing isn't gonna fly, but hopefully once summer hits I'll have more time. Hopefully.

Unfortunately, I will not be reading Jane Eyre next. My new friend/co-worker gave me Nicholas Sparks's book Three Weeks With My Brother, and I want to read that and then her book A Northern Light by Jennifer Donnelly (I think), before I tackle Ms. Charlotte Bronte.

Right. So, that is all.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Good Fail

Note to self:

It's Wuthering Heights, not Wurthering. Duuuuuh.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

I am Spectacular at Fail

So, Mansfield Park is still unfinished; my Jane Austen class has moved on to Emma ((which I finished, thanks)). I don't know when I'll get around to finishing MP. All I know is that I hated reading it. It was complete torture ((I hate Fanny and Edmund)). It'll just have to be one of those books that I finish inbetween other books.

I am now in the middle of Wuthering Heights, and I freakin' love it.

Heathcliff and Catherine are horrible people, but they deserve each other and I'm oddly fascinated by them.

I'm a work, and I get irrationally angry at customers when they barge in and I have to put the book down...It's too good!

Joseph has to go though. His cockney ((is that right??)) accent annoys the hell out of me. He's impossible to understand, and I get a headache trying to decipher the dialogue.

Anywho, I am still an epic fail, but I'm slowly making my way out of it. (=

((Typing on a phone is mega-ultra hard.))