I’ve realised that my last post was four months ago. Four months is simultaneously a long and short amount of time. Both a lot can happen within that time frame and not much at all.
In regards to me and my life: a lot has happened, a shit load. There was a major shift. I won’t spare you with all the soppy details but it’s been hard.
With that in mind, I have been reading. I read both The Sun Also Rises (1926) and For Whom the Bell Tolls (1940) by Ernest Hemingway. I have to admit that I disliked (read: hated) the former and tolerated the latter which I found only marginally more enjoyable. My dislike for Hemingway’s style is partially why I won’t be writing reviews on either of the books – that as well as the amount of time that has passed and I’ve forgotten the intricacies of the plots etc.
Many people won’t agree with me in regards to Hemingway and his works. I understand that and I respect it, but, I personally did not like reading them. I want to forget that I ever read them (another reason why I refuse to write their reviews). I don’t want to spend any more time on them… however, if you’d like to message me and state why I should give them another chance then please go ahead.
In the meantime, I have finished reading The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck and I’m currently writing my review. I’ve also moved onto Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray which will probably take me a very long time to get through because of its length (over 800 pages!).