I hope your holidays were filled with joy and that you and yours have a wonderful 2010. I’ve noticed that many bloggers have come up with reading plans for the new year. I haven’t really set goals but, along with completing my challenges, there are a few things I would like to accomplish over the next twelve months.
1) Read my own books. I have somehow collected many piles of unread books having every intention to read them in a timely fashion. It hasn’t happened, so I have a plan. Because I usually read three or four books at a time one of the books I am reading at any given moment will be “random read” from my personal TBR piles.
2) Reread classics and favorite books I read as a child and young adult. I have compiled a list of these books from other bloggers and added some of my own.
3) Have the courage to write about books I have abandoned and my reasons for abandoning them.
4) Read more picture books, poetry and plays.
This week I was lucky enough to pick up a copy of Wolf Hall at the library. I am loving it, think it is one of the best books I have read in years, and am grumbling at not having discovered Hilary Mantel before now. It is a long and complicated novel, yet it is a joy to read. As yet I have not found one unnecessary word.
How simple it would be, if he were allowed to reach down and shake some straight answers out of Norris. But it’s not simple; this is what the world and the cardinal conspire to teach him. Christ, he thinks, by my age I ought to know. You don’t get on by being original. You don’t get on by being bright. You don’t get on by being strong. You get on by being a subtle crook; somehow he thinks that’s what Norris is, and he feels an irrational dislike taking root, and he tries to dismiss it, because he prefers his dislikes rational, but after all, these circumstances are extreme, the cardinal in the mud, the humiliating tussle to get him back in the saddle, the talking, talking on the barge, and worse, the talking, talking on his knees, as if Wolsey’s unraveling, in a great unweaving of scarlet thread that might lead you back into a scarlet labyrinth, with a dying monster at its heart. From page 49.
Have a wonderful reading week and if you would like more information about Sunday Salon you can find it here.