Another weekend, come and gone! I spent much of this morning reading Hester, by Margaret Oliphant, and part of this afternoon watching Thelma and Louise (HOW have I never seen this movie before??). I've changed up the layout and background of my blog, too. I also write a review of Few Eggs and no Oranges, which I started reading for Persephone Reading Weekend, but due to its length (590 pages, one of Persephone’s longest reprints, if not the longest) took me most of this past week to read. It’s a fascinating look at an average, middle-aged woman’s life in London during WWII; highly recommended.
Speaking of Persephone, I’ve had a barrage of them arrive at my home this past week; I never received my January book for my subscription, and then it, along with my February and March books, arrived within days of each other. The books I’ve received are The Mystery of Mrs. Blencarrow, Consequences, and Flush: A Biography. A few Viragos have arrived in the mail this past week, too: Untrodden Peaks and Unfrequented Valleys, Letters From Egypt (Virago Travellers), The Virago Book of Women Travellers, Myself When Young, The Glass-Blowers, The Three Miss Kings, and The Camomile. I spent about an hour at the Book Trader in Old City and used up credit with:
Testament of Youth, by Vera Brittain
Hungry Hill, by Daphne Du Maurier
Madame De Pompadour, by Nancy Mitford
Boudica: Dreaming the Bull, by Manda Scott
The Judge, by Rebecca West
The Thining Reed, by Rebecca West
The Age of Innocence, by Edith Wharton
Whew! That’s a lot. Even just looking at all my unread books is overwhelming. Despite all of that, however, I think my next read will be a re-read of Jane Eyre—another adaptation is coming out on March 11, although, sadly, not in my area (yet). But I’m just dying to see it!