No television and no easy internet access do not make me a dull boy, unless you think reading four books on your day off is dull.

  • A Room of One’s Own Virginia Woolf
  • Tumble Home Amy Hampl
  • *Unbearable Lightness of Being Milan Kundera
  • Immortality Milan Kundera
  • The Book of Laughter and Forgetting Milan Kundera
  • Mother Night Kurt Vonnegut
  • Here to Timbuktu Kurt Vonnegut
  • *Catcher in the Rye J.D. Salinger
  • Catch 22 Joseph Heller
  • Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy Douglas Adams
  • The Restaurant at the End of the Universe Douglas Adams
  • Life, the Universe, and Everything In It Douglas Adams
  • So Long and Thanks for All the Fish Douglas Adams
  • Steppenwolf Herman Hesse
  • *Arcadia Tom Stoppard
  • Remains of the Day Kazuo Ishiguro
  • A Matter of Life and Sex Oscar Moore
  • The Bridge Across Forever: A Love Story Richard Bach
  • The Possessed Fyodor Dostoyevsky
  • Diary of an Art Dealer Rene Gimpel
  • Myra Breckenridge Gore Vidal
  • Haunted Chuck Palahniuk
  • Mysterious Skin Scott Heim

*second time reading

I have also worked my way through various books on HTML and CSS. I am gathering strength for more complicated web matters, but I am on techo-holiday. Or just too lazy to learn more. I tend to speed through books, focusing more on finish them than content, and since I never discuss the books with anyone, I forget most of the essential elements. The Possessed took me a period of almost nine months to read, and I am not sure if I understood it at all. I read The Bell Jar today, and I must say it was not as depressing or man-hating as I had been led to believe. Plath was a good writer, and now I am going to invest time into her poetry. I have never been into reading poetry, but if this goes well I am going to check out Rainer Maria Riilke. I think most of my reading habits are cliche and a bit too influenced by what’s popular to read, but I read what I like or what I think I will like. My second time through Catcher in the Rye was odd since I am now older than Holden Caufield. I am also a year older than Esther of The Bell Jar and six years older than Charlie of The Perks of Being a Wallflower. Can I outgrow the coming of age novel when I, myself, have not come of age? After a year abroad I do not feel any more “centered” as a person. Parts of me are more mature, but the old self does not die so easily.

I think it means it is time to find a new genre of books. Though, Steppenwolf‘s protagonist is 50 and the story reads very much like a coming of age novel. Will I connect more with Hesse and less with Salinger as I grow older? I barely remember Franny and Zooey, so maybe I should read more Salinger and see what I find.

Part of me wants to hunt down Madame Bovary and Anna Karenina, but who reads those for pleasure? Maybe I am ready for Ayn Rand and Nietzsche. Or maybe I should find a new project.

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