About a month and a half ago I finished reading Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell. Unfortunately, my summer classes started and I had zero time to write a review. I’d rather not try to give an in-depth review two months after the fact, but I will say that I thoroughly enjoyed the book. Yes, it dragged on in spots (what 500+ page book doesn’t?), but the storyline was unique (somewhat) and very interesting and engaging. Magicians. 1800s. England. Napoleon. What more can you ask for? I recommend this book. Warning: You have to be in the mood to read it.
Since Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell, I’ve read the four Jane Austen novels for my class–four novels, three weeks. I’m not gonna lie. It was horrible. I read Northanger Abbey, Pride and Prejudice, Mansfield Park, and Emma. The books were enjoyable, but they did get a little old after reading four in a row, especially since they’re all the same thing…for the most part. Add in writing a total of 45 one to two page mini-essays and a 15-page research paper and you can confidently tell anyone that I’m disgusted with Austen. (Sorry all you Austen fanatics.)
Monday marks my last week for Sherlock Holmes. Having never read or even watched any Sherlock Holmes before, I was ridiculously excited for this class. It’s been a lot of fun (much better than Austen), but I’m already getting tired of reading Doyle. All the mysteries start to sound alike. Other than lots of short stories, we’ve read A Study in Scarlet and The Hound of the Baskervilles–I enjoyed both immensely. We’ve also been watching a movie every day. I’ve seen a lot of Basil Rathbone and one ridiculous Dudley Moore. I’ve enjoyed reading the stories more than watching them being they usually attempt to turn a 10-15 page story into an hour-long movie–gets a little boring in spots. One interesting thing about the class–there is a 75-year-old doctor in it. Apparently he is a “Sherlockian” and takes the class whenever it’s offered. It’s fun listening to him explain various elements, point out discrepencies, and discuss his personal theories. Although it’s been fun, I’m ready to be finished with class, especially since I have to move into a new apartment next week. (Long story. Not overly happy about it.)
In other news, my leech marks are now 99% gone. After my foot exploded with infection (literally), I made a trip to the health center and ended up having to take antibiotics for 10 days. They worked. I’m infection free. And after 2 months, my foot looks normal. Yay.
Summer is almost over. One week of class. One week to write paper for class. One week to create syllabus and 3 weeks worth of lesson plans. Fourth week, classes start. FYI: I didn’t procrastinate on the lesson planning. We’re having a workshop that week, so I don’t even find out the requirements for the class until then.
That is all.