On February: UGH. and other updates
Oh well, February – I can’t say I’m in love with you. I mean, I’m not blaming the fact that I’m a bitter old hag who hates Valentines Day (and for that matter, the entire month that is you), or the fact that I keep asking for an extra hour everyday when here you are shaving off at least two days to the proverbial month. You see, we have a history, February, you and I – often this second month of the year tends to short-stick me on varying aspects of my life (and yes, most of these short-sticked incidents involve Valentines Day and my relationships themselves – there you go).
So I’m kinda not surprised when I found myself stuck on some sort of reader’s block (or rut, or limbo, or whatnot) midway through the month, so much so that after 28 days I only managed to read eight out of my minimum monthly quota of ten books. Hopefully the 1001 Books society doesn’t kick me out/excommunicate me – I didn’t manage to read a single book on the list(s) for my 1001 Reads. I did, however, manage to make my three-awards-a-month quota with my Book Awards project. Uh, well, I read one book, but it did win three awards (Pulitzer, NBCC, and Ambassador) – that counts as three, right?
- Dream Angus by Alexander McCall Smith
- The Penelopiad by Margaret Atwood
- Textual Healing by Eric Smith
- Gilead by Marilynne Robinson
- The Girl Who Fell from the Sky by Heidi W. Durrow
- Stitches by David Small
- Chronicles of Wormwood by Garth Ennis and Jacen Burrows
- Your Wildest Dreams, Within Reason by Mike Sacks
On the upside, I did keep up with my Canongate Myths reading goal – I read two more books from the series, and they’re actually two of the three titles I was most excited to get my hands on: Margaret Atwood’s The Penelopiad – a re-telling of the story of Odysseus’ wife, Penelope – and Alexander McCall Smith’s Dream Angus – an adaptation of the Celtic mythology’s youthful god of love and dreams.
Oh, and I love, love David Small’s Stitches, which reminds me so much of my favorite book. And I kinda noticed I didn’t read any translations (well, I did, but I wasn’t able to finish it).
While I did say I’d be reading two chunksters the whole month, I failed miserably at it. In fact, I failed miserably at finishing a book within my average 3-4 days. At the end of the month I’ve more half-read books than those I finished. Meh.
Oh well. At least whatever happens in March, I’d be happy – it is my birth month, after all. 🙂