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The Sunday Salon

Happy Sunday! I’ve had a rather eventful (for me) weekend: I went to the mall to return a couple of shirts and a skirt that’s just waaay too short for me. Later I coerced my mom into going to get pedicures, and then some grocery shopping.. Today was more laid-back, but I did do a lot of reading this morning and polished up my resume for a job interview tomorrow (same company, different position and in a different location). It’s a good job, but the commute if I get the job will be longer.

My reading this week has been about average. Over the past two weeks, I read my first two Virago Modern Classics: Frost in May and Invitation to the Walt, neither of which I totally loved but were good. I also read The Crowded Street by Winifred Holtby, Child of the Morning, by Pauline Gedge, and Dracula, by Love, by Syrie James—much better than I expected it to be.

I’m currently reading two books: I’m limping through the second book in the Brothers of Gwynedd quartet, and I have to say that I’m not favorably impressed. With further reading, it doesn’t get much better. I’m also reading The Transformation of Bartholomew Fortuno, a novel set around Barnum’s Museum of Curiosities in 1865. The premise is interesting, but the book so far is failing to grab me. I don’t know, maybe I’m having a reading slump… nothing seems appealing right now.

Comments

Danielle said…
.....Must start reading the Pargeter...must start reading. I have it on my nightstand but I can't seem to make myself pick it up. You've had quite a productive last two weeks reading. I wish I could say the same...
Danielle said…
I'm sure you got the email from Danielle at Sourcebooks? I hate to say I was happy about the reprieve to not have to finish the rest of the Pargeter books. Maybe I'll pick them up someday, but all of a sudden my summer reading feels a lot lighter.
Marg said…
I actually quite enjoyed the second part, much more than the first.

In a way I was kind of disappointed that the Summer reading club isn't continuing as I am not sure that I have the discipline required to keep reading without that structure.
Bookfool said…
I had the same problem as Danielle. I really wanted to read on, but just couldn't get myself to pick it up (and was actually having trouble reading anything at all, so you can imagine how a chunkster that usually intimidates me would be twice as frightening). I also felt relieved by the reprieve, although I still want to read the book. Maybe in the winter, when my head is clearer. It's too hot to concentrate on a dense novel.

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