Writing a blog about what you're reading, while attending a University to obtain your Bachelor's Degree in English, is redundant and impossible. Here are the highlights of my semester:
The Secret History by Donna Tartt
I stupidly began this book about the same time as the beginning of the semester. Therefore I read half didn't touch it for months and read the other half. Overall impression = excellent.
Dubliners by James Joyce
Hillarious and depressing and incredibly anti-catholic. Let's just say I'll be attending a Bloomsday celebration next week.
The Hobbit by J.R.R Tolkien
I took a religious studies class that dealt entirely in C.S. Lewis and J.R.R Tolkien. This was the quickest read and the least dense in terms of religious symbolism. Still, I enjoyed the book when I was ten and I enjoyed it this time too.
To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf
If I could steal the brain of any author in the world it would be this one.
Waiting for Godot by Samuel Beckett
I understand Seinfeld now.
The Silmarillion by J.R.R. Tolkien
I will never forgive Christopher Tolkien for unleashing this monstrosity on the world.
The Water is Wide by Pat Conroy
A Conroy memoir? What class assigned that? None of 'em suckah's I took a break! And I enjoyed it immensely.
Look Back in Anger by Joan Osborne
Fucked up with a side of twisted. I don't believe I'm a fan of squirrels or bears good sir.
Cloud 9 by Caryl Churchill
Delightfully fucked up with a side of shock and sexual awe. Take a walk through colonialism via gender and class. Loved it.
Dreamsongs by John Berryman
You sir, are the type of poet I wish I could be.
Out of the Silent Planet by C.S. Lewis
Avatar totally ripped this book off.
The Great Divorce by C.S. Lewis
Lewis' version of the Divine Comedy. Fewer face-eating counts more immovable matter. And the ever-present golden apples.
Leaf by Niggle by J.R.R. Tolkien
Tolkien's version of the Great Divorce. Less wandering through a meadow more slaving away in a workhouse.
White Teeth by Zadie Smith
A close look at multiculturalism and fundamentalism in postcolonial London via a sometimes omniscient, always hilarious narrator. I read it about a year ago for pleasure and again this semester for class. It only got better.
The Question Concerning Technology by Heidegger
Technology is an attitude.
And that's what you missed. It's over, it's graduated, and it's currently reading Pat Conroy's newest novel.
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