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05/21/2006: "Why didn't she say so to begin with?"
Song of the Day: Gnarls Barkley - Crazy
I've slowly been plodding through Sarah Waters' Affinity after reading rave reviews of it. Although it was written in 1999, it was a gothic novel that could have been written during the days of Edgar Allen Poe and Mary Shelley. Unfortunately, that includes the dreary slowness and general detachment that accompanies most of the gothic lit that I've read. I had to talk myself into opening its pages each time I went to read it, and I was always annoyed when I would read through 50 pages and feel like I hadn't gotten any further into the plot. Tonight, I was rewarded by the last 30 pages, which made me sit up and say, "Holy crap, where did that come from?" It was completely unpredictable, but not in a poorly-written sort of way. I'm sitting here now, after complaining for weeks about how slow it was, thinking, "Damn, that was a really good book."
Now I must stare at the 500 unread books I own and decide what to read next. I need to stop being so easily seduced by used bookstores.