One of the marvellous benefits of the internet is the opportunity to connect and share common interests with others around the globe, and in doing so, find new and expanded horizons.
It is always lovely to connect with fellow book-lovers and reading fans. Participating in last weekend’s Dewey’s 24 Hour Readathon was a compressed version of the joys of sharing book recommendations, reading thoughts and of course the all important low-down on snacks. In the end, I read for about 6 hours in total, getting through approx 400 pages across four books. This is probably about double the amount of reading I would normally do, so in that empirical sense it was a success, although it is really not about quantity. And it’s amazing how easy it is to fall in to a jolly conversation on twitter about favourite books with one of the Readathon hosts at 4am in the morning – so much more fun than just having insomnia, which is an annoying feature of my life at the moment. 🙄
“For pleasure has no relish unless we share it.”
From my intended Readathon reading pile, I read about 100 pages of Ducks, Newburyport, and am pleased to report that I am hooked. It is an intriguing read, making me think often of parallels with Mrs Dalloway (even though it is completely different in style and tone). I’ll post more when I have read a bit further than a mere 10%. I also re-read Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland – a rather random choice, but it is in my mind for the forthcoming start-of-the-month 6 degrees meme. I finished my library copy of Contre-Jour and loved it so much that I just had to buy my own. I’m saving any further thoughts on this for the moment, in the hope that I can join in with Madame Bibliophile’s ‘A Novella A Day In May‘ project if she runs it again in 2020. But if you can’t wait to read more about it, check out Melissa’s brilliant review, which put me on to it in the first place.
Finally, I kicked off my readathon by finishing the spookily gothic and highly enjoyable Bone China by Laura Purcell. I am grateful to Sandra for recommending this, which has the bonus of qualifying for ‘RIP XIV’ (Readers Imbibing Peril, volume 14). I am hoping also to finish Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein for this readalong – a book that I have long wanted to read and am pleased finally to be doing so. Browsing through everyone else’s RIPXIV reviews over the last couple of weeks has opened up a whole new reading genre to me which I plan to come back to this time next year.
Meanwhile, I am gearing up to participate in ‘Non-Fiction November‘. As mentioned in a recent post, I am planning to read Rachel Carson’s classic Silent Spring, and will also try to get to her equally important book The Sea Around Us. In addition, I will be looking The Soul of an Octopus by Sy Montgomery, which I learned about from NFN host Olive in one of her BookTube videos. Finally, and because a common theme with these reading adventures is to be wholly over-ambitious with one’s plans, I hope to get through The Faded Map by Alistair Moffat. This looks to be a fascinating read about the forgotten Kingdoms of Scotland’s early history. Having recently spent time among some incredible archeology in Orkney, I am keen to learn more about Scotland’s past peoples.
I am loving all these communal reading gatherings and projects. In some ways, it is a nightmare because I keep getting distracted from my teetering To Be Read pile, of which this is a mere soupçon….
….but really, what is there to complain about? Absolutely nothing. 😀📚
*Title quote by Eleanor Roosevelt