Literary Craving

2006 was the year in which I started this tiny blog; and I truly hope that 2007 is the year in which I finally manage to handle it succesfully (unfortunately, computers are naturally immune to my commands).

So, what's left from last year. Yes, I remember my first read was Albert Camus' The Plague. I really loved this novel, couldn't put it down. But, it'll be committed to memory not just because of the story, but because I read it during the worst heat wave last summer. BAD COMBINATION, mark my words.

Later on, I learned The Importance of being Earnest; I sailed down the Thames with Three Men in a Boat (not to mention the "marvellous" dog), I time travelled with Henry and Clare in the Time Traveller's Wife; I survived with Pi and befriended Richard Parker in their boat; I accompanied Lyra in her quest and suffered greatly with her in Pullman's His Dark Materials; I was tenderly lulled by Silk; I felt deeply for Kathy and her friends in Never Let me Go; I rediscovered my favourite bookseller hidden in 84 Charing Cross Road. And that's just some of the journeys I went through last year.



By the end of the year I was positively exhausted and my mind was begging for some light reading. That's when I decided to go through children and YA literature. That was highly patronizing of me. Those books gave me all the peace I needed, but they were nonetheless pleasently challenging, and most of them will stick to my heart for as long as I live.

The Princess Bride, The Phantom Tollbooth and Stardust will be cherished and reread till their pages turn to dust between my fingers and their ink turns an inseparable part of my blood.

Twilight, New Moon and the House series were ... mesmerizing. I still can't explain what was they all did to me but they got me, to me and at me.

What lies ahead is a mystery and I can hardly wait to see what happens.