Yet another month goes by, and I still haven’t finished Beneath The Sugar Sky (the curse of the university reading load). I’m going to admit that my reading was, to say the least, pathetic this month as a lot of the stuff I read was short stories and none of it was particularly good… but still, I thought I’d wrap February up for you anyway.
First of all, I’d like to address the fact that I am bringing back the reading stats, but with a 2018 makeover… hope you like them!
Bartleby the Scrivener by Herman Melville
This was my favourite read so far this year, I think it was the fact that it was both funny, well-written and a little bit sinister – it just really worked for me, definitely worth a read if you want to get into Melville without having to plow through Moby Dick.
The Playboy of the Western World by J M Synge
Not my favourite Irish play (but then again, there are a lot of really amazing ones out there so that’s not saying it’s bad). I did like the general plot of the play and the characters were well developed, it just wasn’t groundbreaking I suppose.
Benito Cereno by Herman Melville
This was the second Melville text I had to read this month, and it has really encouraged me to keep going. Although it wasn’t as good as Bartleby the Scrivener, I still really enjoyed Benito Cereno, so it has definitely left me craving more… maybe Moby Dick will feature in a future wrap up?
Maggie, a Girl of the Streets by Stephen Crane
Honestly, I was falling a bit behind with my uni reading by the time I got to this one, so I read it as fast as was possible whilst still taking it in and that definitely affected my enjoyment of it. It was interesting but really depressing – almost as bad as the slave narratives last month!
The Yellow Wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
This was 35 pages of amazingness, definitely one of my favourite things I’ve read at uni so far. If you’re into Plath (or you’d like to read some Plath but don’t have the time to commit right now) this is for you – and it’s free on Kindle, what’s not to love?
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce
I know, I’ve probably just offended a fair number of people, but I’ve come to the conclusion that Joyce just isn’t for me. In saying that, I have read some of the Dubliner’s short stories I enjoyed, so there’s hope for me yet, but this one definitely isn’t going to be winning any awards in my book.
The Other Two by Edith Wharton
This is another American short story that ticked all the boxes for me this month. This one was even shorter, I think of 20 pages or so, but it was so well written I came away raving about it. It’s not about mental illness this time, it’s more Jane Austen-esque… but darker, and funnier and… well, better, in my humble opinion.
Endgame by Samuel Beckett
I’ve come to the conclusion that my uni is mildly obsessed with Beckett, but hey, I’m not complaining. If you’ve read Waiting For Godot, definitely check this one out, I think I preferred Endgame overall. I will warn you, this is a Beckett, so don’t expect a whole lot to happen!
And that’s it, it wasn’t a wonderful reading month, but you’ll be happy to hear that I’m hopefully going to have time to read for fun next month, which should make for a more interesting March wrap up.
I hope you all had a good month and that you enjoyed more of your reading than I did. Let me know in the comments if you have any suggestions for me!