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The Sunday Salon


Why does the weekend go by so quickly? I’ve been a bit busy; I had a webinar for class yesterday afternoon. Obviously, the big news on the East Coast was the freak “snowtober” we got yesterday, as well as the cold, so I spent all of yesterday indoors (with a brief 5-minute jaunt outside to go pick up my dry cleaning). I spent most of today indoors as well, working on an assignment for class, reading, and cleaning my apartment. The days are getting much, much shorter here, so I’m going to be thankful next week when we “fall back!” That way, I won't be walking to work in practical darkness!

I’ve read more than the usual this month: Testament of Youth, by Vera Brittain; The Ghost Stories of Edith Wharton; Company Parade, by Storm Jameson; Aspergirls, by Rudy Simone; The Way I See It, by Temple Grandin; Cold Comfort Farm, by Stella Gibbons; Thinking in Pictures, by Temple Grandin; and Round About a Pound A Week, by Maud Pember Reeves.

I’m currently re-reading Wuthering Heights; a perfect book for this time of year. I recently met someone who absolutely hated it, but it’s a much more complicated novel than meets the eye. I’ve also been reading up a little bit on the Bronte sisters, and the more I read of what little was known of them, the more I see similarities between Emily and myself. The reclusiveness, the lack of friends, the long walks on the Yorkshire moors (though I’ve replaced Yorkshire with Philadelphia), the obsessiveness over a certain topics, and the fondness for animals—sister from another century?

Comments

Danielle said…
I agree the weekend does go by far TOO quickly. I hate the shorter days--my walks will now be done in the dark both going to work and coming from, which is a bummer, but at least the darkest day is not so far away and then the daylight will very slowly start lengthening again. I wish I could squeeze in more books than I do every month. I just pulled Jane Eyre off my shelves thinking about rereading it. I liked Wuthering Heights, too, and it is one I should really reread as well. The Brontes were a fascinating family!
Ann Summerville said…
We had a beautiful week-end here in Texas,and it made up a little for the very hot summer we had. Cold weather is on its way though. You are right Wuthering Heights is a book that has many meanings.
Ann
Amanda said…
I first read Wuthering Heights in high school and HATED it. Just hated it. But I recently re-read it and absolutely loved it. Such an awesome gothic story.
Minou Bazaar said…
I recently re-read Wuthering Heights for the first time since high school. This time upon reading it, I thought, wow, this is so much more than a obsessive love story. In high school I couldn't see past that.

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