Oh dearest readers, how I've neglected you!
My latest project (building an entire motel website in a month) has kept me away. Apologies. But I haven't been gallivanting about, worry not.
I just finished
Snow by Orhan Pamuk, and while I enjoyed the character development that was the entirety of the book, I'm glad it's over. Pamuk covers three days in 400-plus pages, and the protagonist is a poet who struggles with religion, love, and politics. That's why it takes so many pages.
Don't let me deter you from reading it: I just felt like I was reading a book for a literature class again, which hasn't happened in a long while.
On to
Less Than Zero by Bret Easton Ellis, which, according to Becca is going to make me want to drink and do drugs in the hot, hot heat of summer. While I am enjoying this shorty (I read half of it last night), it is making me happy to no longer be in college, and even happier that I don't live is Los Angeles. I'm also considering a cleanse post-book. I suppose it's fortunate that I am not tempted to do drugs, since I have no money for drugs and have personally never seen cocaine, and happen to really like my nose. Phew. Narrow miss on that one.
Plus, the kids in this book are rendered completely lifeless due to their addictions - probably the point of the book - making them partially interesting, but mostly annoying. Clearly I have little patience for rich kids acting stupidly.
What are you all reading?
Less Than Zero will be done ASAP and I'm dying for more somethings that aren't backlit.
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