A few days ago, I had surgery: nasal septoplasty and turbinate resection, to be exact. I know, very glamorous. It went well -- I ended up not even having to stay in the hospital overnight -- although I am definitely feeling wiped out! Too wiped out to do much other than watch TV, sleep, and read a bit.
Photo courtesy of Erik Rosengren |
I did, however, finish another book on the List: Cold Comfort Farm. I'd been looking forward to this one, having seen the movie with some good friends. It's one of their favorite movies, and I liked it too.
The upstanding citizens of Cold Comfort Farm... |
Stella Gibbons' style is not exactly subtle -- which is part of the book's charm. A character named Aunt Ada Doom? The Starkadder clan in general? Cattle named Graceless, Feckless, Aimless, and Pointless, and a bull named Big Business? Hilarious.
So in case you couldn't tell, I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of Cold Comfort Farm, every overwrought metaphor, every paragraph dripping with cloying prose... Get the picture?
Next up: 1984 by George Orwell. Apparently Big Brother is watching...
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