Lately, I’ve been wandering around the bookstore a lot. Why? Well, I’ve decided that while exploiting my public library system is a perfectly fine way to procur books, I’d like to build up my “library”. The so-called library only consists of 71 books and doesn’t even fill up a whole bookshelf. I want to reach the stage where I can fill a whole room with books and browse through my own collection.
This week I bought:
- When We Were Orphans, Kazuo Ishiguro
- A Year in Provence, Peter Mayle
- The Weaker Vessel: Woman’s Lot in 17th century England, Antonia Fraser
- Harry Potter and the Prizoner of Azkaban, J K Rowling
Three of the books will be for various projects; don’t ask me why I bought the last one when I already own a copy.
The Ishiguro is for A to Z, the Mayle for my Summer Reading list and the Fraser for World Citizen. Oh, but I do have an excuse for the Harry Potter: my personal ‘Genre Challenge’ project. The one where I decided I would challenge myself as little as possible by re-reading old favourites. I put Harry Potter down for Fantasy, alongside Alice in Wonderland and The Lord of the Rings.
Anyway, it’s the 25th of January now; just under a week left until the end of the month. I’ve achieved half of my mini-goal, since I completed The Canterbury Tales yesterday. And slight change of plan – instead of trying to complete the remainder of Anna Karenina in six days, I’ve decided to read Gao Xingjian’s Soul Mountain.
I’m also going to cut a few books out of my February reading list (probably everything except the Fitzgerald and the Eliot) so I can finish AK next month. Oh, and the library just called to say that two of my reservations have come in – Woolf’s The Waves, and Booker winner The White Tiger. Yay!