I was usually the kid that didn’t mind required reading in school. I didn’t mind reading the classics, and I could usually find a redeeming quality in almost any book set in front of me. Usually.
A Classic I Loathe:
Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison
A quick glance at Wikipedia (about all the effort I’m willing to put into this book some 10+ years later) tells me this book won the National Book Award in 1953. Modern Library ranked it #19 on it’s top 100 best English-language novels of the 20th century. (That list, by the way, was released in 1998. Didn’t want to give the end of the century a chance, eh?) Time Magazine put it on a similar list.
At over 500 pages, I consider it Continue reading
We’ve talked about the classic novels that we loved, the ones that made the “required reading” portion of our school careers not quite so bad (or the ones that we sought out before they had to be required).
Now it’s time for part two: the rants. These are the books we hated, the ones that it was torture to try and finish reading, the ones that made us all feel Dorothy Parker’s famous quote on a deep and spiritual level: “This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force.”
We’ll also touch on the so-called classics that we haven’t read, but based on evidence and feedback from friends, we never, ever want to.
We’ll be flinging around some seriously uncontrolled rage for the next few weeks. And feel free to share with us some of the classics that you absolutely hated being forced into reading.
Prepare to be welcomed on a tour of my dragon hoard of books! (I always did like the term ‘bookwyrm’ more than ‘bookworm’.)
Having seen Ferret Lissa’s collection both in person (before) and in her post recently. . . I’m actually still not entirely sure who owns more books. Definitely safe to say either Lissa or I, of the Ferret cadre, though!
(Note: upon finishing this post, I am still not sure if I have more books or if Lissa does. Either way, though, mine are far less . . . ‘contained’. Also I have spent almost a full day on this project, which amazes me.)
Sadly, my collection cannot be featured here easily.
Right now I have a sad, small little bookcase on the other side of my bed from the door.
my tiny, sad little bookcase D:
The books share the space with my games and movies, as I have no other place to put those, either. In fact, looking at the picture, I realize that the bookshelf is mostly games and movies. >.> I should… probably do something about that.
I’m not sure if I have more books or if Ferret Serena does, but our collections could comfortably be called dragon hoards at this point. (And I think we are both very okay with that.) I have zero issues when it comes to having an overabundance of books, and while I am slowly trying to cut back in other areas of my life when it comes to “stuff” laying around, books are not one of them. In fact, even though it is years away from being possible, I fully intend on constructing a library building on my property one day. The perks of having more than 2 acres on which to play! Continue reading
This particular Ferret series came at a fairly opportune time for me. I live with two other avid readers, and to say that we like to collect books is like saying the ocean’s a little wet on a good day.
This is what they used to look like:
Ah yes, our downstairs bookshelf, packed literally to overflowing.
I like books.
As full as I can get it.
The first one is our shared bookshelf in the living room, which was packed full of…well, just about everything. Most of the shelves were two stacks deep of books or DVDs, and really, the two in my room weren’t much better, as you can see. I had a method to the madness at one point, but between my grandmother giving me 13 bags (!!) of books, a visit to RT in 2015, and numerous book gifts, this was what I ended up with.
I’ll be honest – I was tempted to do this as a video post. But then I realized I would have to clean way more than I was willing to. I think I swept up all the stray dust/fur bunnies, but if not, just ignore any you see in my photos. The bunnies are shy. 😉 Continue reading
There’s not much we Ferrets love more than books!
In our last series, we talked about some classics – and I’m sure we’ve still more to say on that topic. . . – but while this next series is still all about books, it is in a very different way.
In the coming weeks, each Ferret will introduce you to her personal library via her own words and pictures.
Each of us may share what fascinating books make up our collections, how we organise them (or don’t), the way we’ve stored them, how we’ve acquired them, how many we may not quite have managed to read yet. . .
You may even see how much of our space has been simply blatantly taken over by our books. (Which leads us on the never-ending quest for More Book Space!)
“If you have enough book space, I don’t want to talk to you.”
I kid – we’re happy to talk to anyone about books! But I’m not sure any of the Ferrets have enough book space. . .
Really, what we have to say about our libraries is probably as varied as, well, the libraries themselves! Come back next week and Rebekah will start us off. We hope you enjoy!
Now if you’ll excuse me, there’s a half-read book over there just calling my name!
What about your own personal library? Is it big or small? Organised or simply . . . organised chaos? 😉 Have you read most (or even all!) of your collection, or do you have a ‘to be read’ stack tall enough to be a structural hazard? We’d love to hear about it!
And most importantly . . . do you have enough book space?
When we Ferrets sat down and discussed this series I knew instantly what I wanted to talk about for my post. And can you get much more classic than the oldest (surviving) epic poem in the English language?
I’ve read many classics over the years, and surprisingly few of them were under the dreaded label of ‘Required Reading’ though that may be in part due to my unorthodox school life. (That may also be why I often didn’t know I was reading a classic or something that might be ‘required reading’ material.) It may also be because I dove into them early.
Beowulf remains a stand-out among them in my memory for a number of reasons, though it wasn’t the first classic I read. Continue reading
I didn’t actually read anything of Doyle’s until college. I technically majored in Creative Writing, but ended up taking a lot of coursework in British Victorian literature. (If I remember right, I took every single class that was offered on the subject during my stay at college.) So, clearly, I already like the form and rhythm of Victorian lit.
I was assigned to read a Sherlock Holmes short story in one of the classes. I can’t remember which class—I think maybe the Gods and Monsters one? Or maybe it was just the short story class? It kind of doesn’t matter because I also can’t remember which story it was that was actually assigned. I’m pretty sure it was the Five Orange Pips one. Anyway, I found myself really enjoying it. Like, more than I thought I would. I liked it so much that I went out and bought the complete collection of Sherlock Holmes (two massive volumes, actually), and read through the entire thing in about a month.
Mind you, this was during and between assignments when I was averaging reading an assigned 120k of words a week and writing reports on them. Basically a long novel every single week, split up between poetry and short stories and actual novels. So squeezing in another, half a million words or something of Sherlock Holmes is kind of a testament to how much I freaking liked it.