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Right now I am officially being forced against my will (What kind of other force is there, you ask? I've...yet to figure that out...) to read the dreaded....Summer Reading Books!! Of dreadfulness!!
I never knew an author could make a book like that the most boring book alive. I've read three books this summer, all large, thick volumes, and completed them in two days. The least amount of pages in one of the books was 600.
The one I had just finished (I find it easier to read while sunbathing...) was called The Interpretation of Murder, and though I predicted the beginning and the end of the book, it kept me on the edge of my seat the whole time.
I actually didn't leave my post laying out in the sun, and now the result is that I'm a deep shade of olive-ish bronze-ish brown. Not lucky. I guess. I like being more pale sometimes, because when I get tan I get some freckles and I do not like freckles!!
Anyway, I loved the book I just read. I finished the 700-page book in two days! TWO!! And I can't finish a measley 200-page book in two months!!
The book I am attempting (And failing, at that.) to read is the House of Dies Drear, by Virginia Hamilton. The other is Murder on the Orient Express, a classic, I think, by Agatha Christie.
Both are impossible!! I'd rather read my own 'novels' from sixth grade than be forced to slave through 400 pages of pure terror!!
Don't get me wrong, they're great authors, but still. Enough is enough!!
I've been reading Dies Drear for three hours, and I've read eleven pages. I'm sad, yes. But I have a plan!! mrgreen
My plan is that, since I have fifty pages left in the Interpretation of Murder, and also a book called Eclipse by Stephenie Meyer laying unread in the bookstore across the street, I will not allow myself to finish or start either books until I have finished the two short paperbacks I'm to read, and the essay I'm to write on the House of Dies Drear.
Oh, joy. I thought of that whopper all on my own, and I regret it because I obtained twenty pounds last night to spend on anything I like, and we're going to Chiswick today, and there's a bookstore with Eclipse, and I'm going to be tempted to read it so badly I might give in.
I hate myself for that plan, I really do, but next year's English teacher sounds really strict and slightly temperamental... So... I think I'd better finish the work.
 Tilly_Witch · Sun Aug 12, 2007 @ 10:23am · 0 Comments |
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