I'll use it to help heal my frustrated heart.
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| time to delete goodreads for the second time |
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| source: read & co |
The novels of Dostoevsky are seething whirlpools, gyrating sandstorms, waterspouts which hiss and boil and suck us in. They are composed purely and wholly of the stuff of the soul. Against our wills we are drawn in, whirled round, blinded, suffocated, and at the same time filled with a giddy rapture. Outside of Shakespeare there is no more exciting reading.
I wanted to get my literary hands on Rubenstein's Virginia Woolf and the Russian point of view, but it is going for
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Truth is that it has been a hard time for me to find a balance in wellness (which includes reading for me). I am still working slowing through TBK, and as usual Dostoevsky forces me to ponder philosophical things. I have begun The Remains of the day by Kazuo Ishiguro. It's my first novel by him, and I love everythinga bout it so far.
I have so many novels that I want to read, but I have been reading academic texts all day and when it comes to reading at night, I am so exhausted, I want to just watch K-Dramas and write.
As I work my way through getting settled in my new graduate program, I will make sure to carve out time (unless it's time for papers) for reading at night between my duties and before bed.
Tonight I am on schedule with my work (though of course with research it never feels like it), but I am going to finish this cozy mystery that I have been reading. It's light and so fun.
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| update: got bored. it's not you, it's me. |
I've slowed down on buying books and am going to focus on reading what I have until the end of the year.
This is the question I have to ask myself when time becomes constrained. This is when exactly what I'm interested in reading and all of my favorite books become your current TBR.
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Now that I’ve started to settle into the readings, which required of me and my caregiving in my personal life, lots of books have been put aside. I did buy a few of the books that I seemed interested in from the booker long list 2024, but it doesn’t look like I’ll get to any of them before Booker season is over. Which I’m perfectly fine with.
My read of The Brothers Karamazov is taking much longer than I originally anticipated that it would, but of course that’s OK. Aside from being a reread, it’s just a novel that allows you to slowly move through it without ever really getting lost.
I’ve decided to temper BookTube watching to eliminate feelings of FOMO into ensure that I’m focused on what most important to me in the season of my life. It’s great to go back and remember when I’ve read 12 fiction books a year and was proud of it. I’ve always been a reader, but for the past several decades on and off for long stretches of time I’ve been in academic programs or academic environments.
My lived reality means that lots of my personal time is already taken up by caregiving tests. This means at the end of the day when I’ve been on the computer or reading research and literature for eight hours. The last thing I want to do is tax what’s left of my brain on 1500 page novels.
It will be interesting to see the evolution of my reading over the next couple of months.
I love pour overs, but grinding daily, boiling the water, measuring in grams, etc. each and every morning (and heaven forbid if you want two cups), take more time than I am willing to give right now.
I've been pondering ways to make sure that I am lowering my stress in areas that I repeat the same exact actions (coffee, cooking, cleaning, etc.) during this busy/stressful time of my life.
I love coffee and I still grind fresh every day or two, and buy (mainly) single origin, ethically sources, light roasts from the West Coast.
As Autumn 🍂 begins to whisper across the late nights and early mornings make her presence known, and the academic year looms right around the corner, I am preparing for an ease of transition.
Wishing you a successful change of seasons soon. ☕️
Anxiety has gripped me lately - there are life circumstances that have ushered me right into anxiety's living room that's for sure.
I've found that I need something light for bedtime. I can't bring myself to pick up The Brothers Karamazov after a long day of stressful events. I am making time to read TBK and other extensive novels when the sun is up. After sundown, it's time to unwind a bit.
I accidentally purchased this novel, and I am glad that I did. Late one recent night, I opened it and I have been enjoying it honestly.
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I said it before and I will always say it. I don't read to impress anyone. I don't read for challenges or numbers. I read because without reading I would have a full on breakdown.
My life is very stressful, and reading allows me to slow down, focus and enter into another realm/world. It gives me pause from my own. That is powerful for me- and for all who experience it.
I will continue to have bedtime books. I'll seek to source them from my digital library (I read on kindle for sure when it is bedtime). I'll make a list of them in my library's "save" feature, and just see what I am in the mood for as I finish or dnf each one.
For now, it's helping me to turn screens off at night and sink into a novel before bed. I'll report back. 💤
Not sure what prompted the change, but I've decided to sub Vilette by Charlotte Brontë with Hardy's The Trumpet-Major. I just felt in the mood for Hardy.
I have several serious things going on in my life, and Hardy allows me to sink into that melancholic place that allows for deep, reflective thought.
I mentioned my plan to read all of Hardy's works I was just in the mode or another re-read- clearly my favorite activity.
I will definitely read Vilette, but I was just ready for Hardy. I'm so glad that I started it.
He is so masterful with description. It's so wonderful to sink down into one of his novels.
Anne Garland, who lives with her widowed mother in a mill owned by Miller Loveday, has three suitors: the local squire's nephew Festus and the miller's two sons, Robert and John. While Festus' aggressive pursuit deters the young woman from considering him as a husband, the indecisive Anne wavers between light-hearted Bob and gentle, steadfast John.
But as their Wessex village prepares for possible invasion by Napoleon's fleet, all find their destinies increasingly tangled with the events of history. The Loveday brothers, one a sailor and one a soldier, must wrestle with their commitments to their country and their feelings for Anne. Lyrical and light-hearted, yet shot through with irony, The Trumpet-Major (1880) is one of Hardy's most unusual novels and a fascinating tale of love and desire.
I'm off this rainy Sunday to get a lot done, drink extra coffee, and have a personal reading day.
Oh my... I've been busy busying used books from nonprofits lately. I have a few still left to come in and then I will "record" a haul here.
I thought I would have reread Anna Karenina, but I was in the mood for War and Peace. I took my time to read it, and finished it while on vacation in New York this summer. Some don't think of War and Peace as a traveling summer story, but I do. It was the best companion for my train ride, and to sink into in the morning with my coffee before the busy hot days, and late at night after getting back in.
I do love making lists and plans, and it just works with my personality and makes me so happy (and I have a new collection of post its to prove it), and I am surrounded right now by my commonplace journal, my favorite Japanese pens, and a few books (and a kindle).
It's 9:00 pm (on the dot!) and this is a favorite way to spend a Friday night. I had a cup of green tea, a homemade brownie with walnuts, and I am eager to see where my mood will take me for my novel choices for this month.
Starting in a few weeks, my life is going to get very very busy. As much as I wish I had prepared more for this month, I've been treading and keeping my head above water with all of my responsibilities at home.
This post is an attempt to organize my bookish plans and thoughts. Remember, this blog is my personal reading journal- much like my BookTube channel used to be.
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