Here's to 2:30 a.m. Dostoevsky reading. Yeehaw.
The test of great literature is that it makes our lives richer for having read it.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Why, Crime and Punishment? Why?
Can't sleep. Can't read either, apparently. Crime and Punishment sits on my bedside table, a Christmas card marking my place on page 202, as I surf the Web. Maybe I won't make it to 50 books this year, after all. After watching Midnight in Paris for the third time last night, I'm more interested in reading about Paris than about Russian criminals. Too bad I left A Year in the Merde at my parents' house before I was able to finish it. Fortunately, I was able to finish Paris Was Ours the other night. Highly recommend to any Francophiles, particularly anyone who lived in Paris. Americans who lived in Paris and came back to the States should start a support group--er, wine and cheese club.
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Know that feeling; can't sleep and can't read, you just need the right book at that moment but gees sometimes the right book can be elusive.
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