For school I'm re-reading Dave Eggers' kickass A Hearbreaking Work of Staggering Genius -- his novel is by the bedstand, right by the half-read Trollope, and it looks pretty good. I know I'll pretty much end up liking the book if for no other reason than Eggers mentioning Colombia in the novel's first sentence.
Erdrich's Last Report was very good.
As was As You Like It (specially Jacques and Touchstone, though on first reading I took the former as being amused and a little bitter, whereas in fact he was, on watching the BBC play, he was way bitter, which Rosalind had every right to call him on (J: "It's good to be sad and to say nothing," R: "Why then, it's good to be a post.")), part of the Shakespeare OCD thingie -- the whole reading of the plays in chronological order. On to Henry V!
Erdrich's Last Report was very good.
As was As You Like It (specially Jacques and Touchstone, though on first reading I took the former as being amused and a little bitter, whereas in fact he was, on watching the BBC play, he was way bitter, which Rosalind had every right to call him on (J: "It's good to be sad and to say nothing," R: "Why then, it's good to be a post.")), part of the Shakespeare OCD thingie -- the whole reading of the plays in chronological order. On to Henry V!
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