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Jun. 13th, 2015 09:15 pmI should not be let loose in bookstores. Especially ones with history sections that actually have stuff I want to read. Especially in Victoria, which has so many bookstores within walking distance of each other and they're so good that it blows my mind. ... But, I am easily impressed. For those who friended me recently, an explanation: The town I live in has one (1) bookstore. It is tiny and sad and never has anything that I would want to read. Alas. So, whenever I'm in a Big City, I get a little book-crazy.
If anyone ever asks me "How many books on WWI do you need, anyway?" the answer will always be "MORE". Ditto for naval history. Oh, yes.
When I was at Rennaissance Books today, which has an enormous poetry section, I was kind of reminded that I've been meaning to look into poetry. It's a medium that I don't read much of. Epic poetry is one thing - the Iliad, the Kalevala, Beowulf, Gilgamesh, give me all your epics - but non-epic poetry... that's another thing entirely, and I never know where I'm going with it. It seems like the kind of thing that I would enjoy, but I never latched onto it. I think it's partly because I never really got the hang of reading it. You put a collection of it in my hand, and my first instinct is to read the entire thing all in one go, front to back, as I would a novel. That isn't how you're supposed to do it, probably, because everything runs together. Well, usually. And then there is the fact that I haven't actually read enough to have a solid grasp of what I do and don't like.
I don't like Shakespeare. I have a love-hate relationship with John Donne. Lord Byron can GTFO. Robert Frost doesn't hold my attention. Louise Bennett is amazing, but since she wrote in a dialect that I'm not very familiar with, her work is difficult. I remember liking Mary Dalton's work. I enjoy E Pauline Johnson. I love Olav H Hauge. Rolf Jacobsen is relatively interesting so far. Maybe I would enjoy Tomas Tranströmer...??
Anyway. Books! They sure are awesome. ... And now I've completely smashed my self-imposed book-buying ban, and I regret nothing.
If anyone ever asks me "How many books on WWI do you need, anyway?" the answer will always be "MORE". Ditto for naval history. Oh, yes.
When I was at Rennaissance Books today, which has an enormous poetry section, I was kind of reminded that I've been meaning to look into poetry. It's a medium that I don't read much of. Epic poetry is one thing - the Iliad, the Kalevala, Beowulf, Gilgamesh, give me all your epics - but non-epic poetry... that's another thing entirely, and I never know where I'm going with it. It seems like the kind of thing that I would enjoy, but I never latched onto it. I think it's partly because I never really got the hang of reading it. You put a collection of it in my hand, and my first instinct is to read the entire thing all in one go, front to back, as I would a novel. That isn't how you're supposed to do it, probably, because everything runs together. Well, usually. And then there is the fact that I haven't actually read enough to have a solid grasp of what I do and don't like.
I don't like Shakespeare. I have a love-hate relationship with John Donne. Lord Byron can GTFO. Robert Frost doesn't hold my attention. Louise Bennett is amazing, but since she wrote in a dialect that I'm not very familiar with, her work is difficult. I remember liking Mary Dalton's work. I enjoy E Pauline Johnson. I love Olav H Hauge. Rolf Jacobsen is relatively interesting so far. Maybe I would enjoy Tomas Tranströmer...??
Anyway. Books! They sure are awesome. ... And now I've completely smashed my self-imposed book-buying ban, and I regret nothing.