“They call her the lass
With the delicate air!… “
~ Alan Bradley
i’m trying out this new math equation that involves > reading and < writing.
which means i read your email and i'm sorry i didn't write back yet.
it also means i have a Core Clerkship exam in OB/GYN coming up and a very diverse Family Medicine experience that requires me to look up at least a dozen things when i get home each day. oh, and i'm trying to learn Spanish too.
and then there's the stack of personal reading i'm making time for each night before bed:
The Last Lecture – present to Brandon from his mom
How to Be a Canadian – present to Brandon from Jill
The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie – birthday gift certificate from Christina
The Story of Edgar Sawtelle – bought with a birthday gift certificate from Christina
One Hundred Years of Solitude – was somehow the only book that made it from Saskatchewan. i figure it deserves a re-read for hitching a stowaway ride.
The Brain that Changes Itself - present from RAEB
My Stroke of Insight – Christmas present from my dad
in my pre-med-school days, i’d try to keep one fiction and one non-fiction on-the-go at any given time. that way, i’d usually have something to suit my mood on any given day.
i already know what’s next on the list when it comes out in paperback. i’ll probably pass it on to my dad after reading it because King Lear is his favourite Shakespeare play. i’m sure he’s convinced his darling daughters will betray him one day.
at any rate, i’ll be back soon.
Do let us know if The Story of Edgar Satwelle is any good, it’s on my to-buy list.
Three more great books to buy and read would be Drink, Play, F@#k by Bob Sullivan (a man’s version of Eat, Pray, Love), Blink by Malcolm Gladwell and Death with Interruptions by Jose Saramago. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed all three so I thought I’d pass the titles along :)
joy joy joy…READING!!!
i’m honoured my silly comedic offering has made it into your reading list!
i may have to send you the sequel “why i hate canadians” !!
I got up early this morning (3am), wasn’t sure why. Now I know. I’ve been so busy doing more writing AND reading that I’ve lost too much of the rest of what I loved about my life, including my connection with you. Yours is the only personal website that I visit, though obviously not often enough.
my daughters are both Cordelias:
“I am sure my love’s / More ponderous than my tongue”,
my sons both Edgars:
“Met I my father with his bleeding rings, [eyes plucked out] / Their precious stones new lost; became his guide, / Led him, begg’d for him, sav’d him from despair;”
I am really glad that you are getting to some of the books that you have acquired. I think it is so awesome that you can just get lost in a book. I wish I could say the same for myself.
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