A new reading cycle for me. It goes with the season: the ever increasing garden chores plus other curricular obligations (my wife is urging me to read
Mothers Are Never Wrong by Giovanni Bollea so that I can stay in step with her efforts with the small ones in the family. It is a pbook and I will be forced to read it on the train, in competition with the paper that right after the midterm elections is full of juicy stuff).
I moved
The History of Western Philosophy by Bertrand Russel to the back burner. That's one of the advantages of ereaders for us modern people. All of us - and not only the owner of a library with a full set of accessories, inclusive of manservant to light the lamps, stack the fireplace and keep the decanter at the ready - can read everywhere everything and whenever we fancy (if there is a plug). The sudden passion for
Augustinus that hit me around Xmas has settled down to daily seeds more emotional-spiritual than rational-intellectual. I have used Russel for backgrounding the background of Augustine.
Reading
Present Tense by Wallace has satisfied me
enormously but it has left my brain buds exhausted and saturated. Now I am attracted by something softer. (I am not giving up Wallace: I might try something that can be read in steps like
Brief Interviews with Hideous Men (1999) of which I have read and admired the first three, before tackling the novels).
When my mind is dulled by having read something very strong, or by real worries (which does not happen since long time, thank you dear Power Above, and let's keep it this way, please and if so pleases you), I either read science fiction or crime in a very wide sense that includes war, espionage, detectives, ..
I choose
Declarations of War (1971) of
Len Deighton which I read 40 years ago, and found it very nice at that time. This is re reading. Let's see if I still enjoy it. The first pages are good and I do not remember them.
I am taking a very daring step toward the unknown. I am starting a new author, with a serie (very reassuring a serie). A certain
Daniel Silva. I bought his first:
The Unlikely Spy (1996).
I started
The Life of Pi. Recommended by my wife as bizarre, funny and captivating.
Finally I want to read for the BookClub
The Egg and I by Betty MacDonald.
A little byte at the time. Maybe one of these will catch me fast enough so that I will read it all by itself without interruptions.