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I had a nice morning at the used bookstore near my apartment. Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen, The Myth of Sisyphus by Albert Camus, Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte, Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury, and The Collected Poems of Byron. I've read the Bradbury before, but my post about it recently reawakened my interest. The copy I owned in 8th grade is long since gone - no doubt sold or burned, as I sworn I would do when I finished it so many years ago. It took a few years to understand the magic in that novel. Anyway, the others are ones I've had my eye on and wanted to pick up for some time now. Plus, $12 for 5 books is a steal, right? I've been smelling them off and on all day long. The scent of old books turns me on. It's like really good sex. This could be a fetish. Do me in the library, baby.
The book-buying spree was to celebrate my finishing Faust. (Even though I'm still in the midst of also reading the fourth Harry Potter novel.) I looked for Faust II, but they didn't have it. Slightly upsetting. I'm sure I can find it online. I was also rather surprised that they didn't have a copy of Jane Eyre in the stacks and stacks of books. It was actually the one I was most interested in reading. My search for a used copy of it online (because I oddly prefer used novels) turned up several editions that had been hacked up by different editors. It's rather unforgivable. A translation to your native tongue is one thing, but mangling a novel already in your language to provide an "easier" read is disgusting. Why not throw together a horrid made-for-television film, air it on the Hallmark Channel, and force feed that to English classes? Read? We don't do that anymore.
I think it's interesting when you can put music into context by the person who likes it, and put that person into context by the music. It's fascinating.
The book-buying spree was to celebrate my finishing Faust. (Even though I'm still in the midst of also reading the fourth Harry Potter novel.) I looked for Faust II, but they didn't have it. Slightly upsetting. I'm sure I can find it online. I was also rather surprised that they didn't have a copy of Jane Eyre in the stacks and stacks of books. It was actually the one I was most interested in reading. My search for a used copy of it online (because I oddly prefer used novels) turned up several editions that had been hacked up by different editors. It's rather unforgivable. A translation to your native tongue is one thing, but mangling a novel already in your language to provide an "easier" read is disgusting. Why not throw together a horrid made-for-television film, air it on the Hallmark Channel, and force feed that to English classes? Read? We don't do that anymore.
I think it's interesting when you can put music into context by the person who likes it, and put that person into context by the music. It's fascinating.
