Next on my list is The Historian. I hope I don’t try to read it all in one day. (It’s huge). I know, my life is so hard.
(2) Mon Sep 12 2005 15:56 PST Rachel Recommends:
Lately, I had been feeling dissatisfied with the amount of reading, outside work, I was doing. The problem, as I have many times theorized, is that whenever I have a moment to read it, I either waste it on the internet, or feel guilty when I pick up that pleasure book, thinking I ought to be doing something “useful,” like reading for work (which pays) or writing (which will hopefully someday pay). The two combine to make a pitifully sad amount of reading time for me, and just looking at the shelves of unread books, or browsing in Russo’s and remembering my vow not to buy any more books until I had read the ones I already have (I’m terrible at this vow, in case you couldn’t tell), I would again, feel guilty. Well, sacrifices are sacrifices, and I’ve decided to make more time for my own reading needs, even if it comes at the little expense of “paying” (or prospectively paying) things. Last Sunday I read most of The Boy Who Loved Anne Frank, until it was finished. Yesterday I read most of Peter Mayle’s French Lessons, until it was finished. It actually made me want to eat frog legs & escargot… amazing, non?
- Comments:
Posted by Leonard at Tue Sep 13 2005 19:14
They have escargot to go at a French restaurant in the Ferry Building.
Posted by Susieq at Tue Sep 13 2005 22:37
They have escargot if you go on a cruise. that was a typo (in my name).