I sometimes find it amusing how I always seem to feel unconciously compelled to read things really fast after reading something that took more than a few days.

Since I couldn't go dancing last night, I stayed home and finished three books. First off My Uncle Napoleon. I'm not sure if it was the translation or what, but while I enjoyed this book it took me quite awhile to get through. It is long, but that's definitely not the only reason it took awhile.

After that I finished off Craig Thompson's Blankets. I'd started it a few weeks ago in the Powell's coffee shop and then checked it out of the library to finish it. His drawing is lovely, but I wasn't as taken with the story as some reviewers I've seen have been. It's a very very thick graphic novel that's a boy-meets-girl, boy-loses-girl, boy-grows-up sort of thing.

Then I started Lois McMaster Bujold's Memory, thinking I'd read the first few chapters and go to sleep. No such luck. Next thing I knew it was 4:50 and I was done.
posted by Kristin Buxton at 10:49 AM