January 1st, 2008


Reading Resolutions 2008

Classic literature: Last year I resolved either to read In Search of Lost Time, or else finish Don Quixote and read Catcher in the Rye and The Tin Drum. I managed the latter two, got no further with Cervantes and am just over halfway through Proust. It should not therefore be impossible to finish both Proust and Cervantes this year, and then I think I should reread some of the classics - Middlemarch in particular would probably reward another look.

SF: Last year I resolved to read three out of A Princess of Mars, Tau Zero, Grey Lensman, Again, Dangerous Visions, The Female Man, Last and First Men, Deathbird, and Dhalgren - in fact I managed all but Grey Lensman (which I won't read; I have given up on Smith) and Again, Dangerous Visions, which I should be able to get through if I have some long journeys during the year (which is not unlikely). I need a new list of classic SF, and the SFBC has supplied one; gaps in my knowledge from that list are Children of the Atom by Wilmar Shiras, I Am Legend by Richard Matheson, Interview with the Vampire by Anne Rice, Little, Big by John Crowley, The Rediscovery of Man by Cordwainer Smith, On the Beach by Nevil Shute, Rogue Moon by Algis Budrys, Stormbringer by Michael Moorcock and The Sword of Shannara by Terry Brooks. I should be able to read at least four of those nine in 2008.

Comics: I got a lot of good recommendations in this post, and will try to work through another five or so of them.

Backlogged Books: This time last year I had 143 books on my unread list, and hoped to get through a third of them. In fact I managed 75, more than half. Of course, there has been a steady process of replacement, and my unread list is almost at the same level again, with Collapse )
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Seeing in the New Year

We had a very nice evening last night; F's friend Bt and his mother and her partner came over and organised a raclette evening for us in our own kitchen, for which we were also joined by liberaliser and his fiancée. At midnight we spilled out onto the street to watch the fireworks, the little boys jumping up and down with wild excitement, and our Francophone neighbours came over to share the excitement. So we had four languages being spoken as 2008 began, with Bt and his family chattering away in Dutch, the neighbours talking to us in French, and the future Mrs liberaliser on the phone in Hungarian to her family in Slovakia. Great fun, but getting up this morning was a slow process!