Dear all,
I am sure that there are most probably none of you out there who even care that I have been frantically reading romance novel after romance novel. However, all has been completed and I am back to my old self again, casually considering my burgeoning book cases and sighing when considering how difficult it would be to either pack up all my books or how much money I have spent on books in my life...this is a maths equation I never want to know the answer to.
Anyway, I found my way along a shelf of things I like to think of as classics, but not my kind of classics. That basically means, I have yet to read it, and its not really a choice, I just feel that I should read these kinds of books. These books range from Edith Warton's Age of Innocence, Anna Karenina, Moby Dick, and some Fitzgerald books found second hand, The Great Gatsby and Tender is the Night. So what did I do, well I considered my options and then out of obligation and an intense need for something educational I chose The Great Gatsby.
I shall soldier on and see how I do, I have high hopes, but I think I start every novel out that way!
