I'm about 90 pages into Foucault's Pendulum. Most of my reading time is on the train or right before bed, but I'm having trouble with this one if there are any distractions or if I'm tired.
'Unleashed'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
I loved Name of the Rose when I read it, and I just recently read Baudolino, which was a lot of fun. Haven't gotten around to Foucault's Pendulum.
I'm trying to come up with authors who wrote in many genres, or for both children and adults, all under the same name.
Not sure about if he ever written something marketed as YA, but it'd be really hard to pinpoint Jonathan Lethem to a certain genre.
wrod.
I've read Rose twice, and I've got a couple of Eco's essays that I really love. He's got a gorgeous snarky sense of humor.
I loved Foucault's Pendulum, Cryptonomicon, and the Baroque Cycle.
ummm.. are you sure you are not my DH , corwood?
I loved Foucault's Pendulum, Cryptonomicon, and the Baroque Cycle.
Doesn't everyone? Weird.
Hee -- Slate has commissioned pulp covers for classic novels. They're great!
ummm.. are you sure you are not my DH , corwood?
Lemme check my ID.
EDIT: Hey, Post of the Beast!
Is this the Region, this the Soil, the Clime,
Said then the lost Arch Angel, this the seat
That we must change for Heav'n, this mournful gloom
For that celestial light? Be it so, since hee
Who now is Sovran can dispose and bid
What shall be right: fardest from him is best
Whom reason hath equald, force hath made supream
Above his equals. Farewel happy Fields
Where Joy for ever dwells: Hail horrours, hail
Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell
Receive thy new Possessor: One who brings
A mind not to be chang'd by Place or Time.
The mind is its own place, and in it self
Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.
What matter where, if I be still the same,
And what I should be, all but less then hee
Whom Thunder hath made greater? Here at least
We shall be free; th' Almighty hath not built
Here for his envy, will not drive us hence:
Here we may reign secure, and in my choyce
To reign is worth ambition though in Hell:
Better to reign in Hell, then serve in Heav'n.