Tomes of Late

While I’m at it (the topic of books, I mean), I might as well talk about what has kept me looking forward to July’s rainy days and long stormy nights. I have yet to complete my "re-reads" but I have already primed my imagination for those historical thrillers and monumental sagas waiting to jump out of my dusty, all purpose shelf.

159483037101_sclzzzzzzz__3 1) THE HISTORIAN (by Elizabeth Kostova) - "If your pulse flutters at the thought of castle ruins and descents into crypts by moonlight, you will savor every creepy page of Elizabeth Kostova’s long but beautifully structured thriller The Historian." Such goes the Amazon review and already, I can’t wait to curl up in my tattered, albeit cozy, sofa for some pulse-racing pages down primeval row.

059305425302lzzzzzzz_2 2) THE ILLUSTRATED DA VINCI CODE (by Dan Brown) - Alright, I’m a late bloomer! It’s just that I refuse to ride the hype so I waited this long( at least for the drama to subside) before diving into this century’s most controversial masterpiece. Besides denouements are almost always better than pinnacles. At least I get to beat the movie release & saved up enough "moolah" to get me more than a flimsy paperback.

006075076601_sclzzzzzzz__1  3) ONE HUNDRED YEARS OF SOLITUDE (by Gabriel Garcia Marquez) - Again, I procastinated here. I was, for the longest time, engrossed in the romance of yesteryears, reveling in such works as A.S. Byatt’s Possession, G.G. Marquez’ Cholera & Frederick Forsyth’s Phantom, so that soon after, I opted for lighter, modern day chic-lit. Now, I’m all set for epic sagas yet again.

006059718601_sclzzzzzzz_ 4) THE UNBEARABLE LIGHTNESS OF BEING (by Milan Kundera) - Yes, I dawdle and I linger and I dilly-dally.  I’ve had this book for quite sometime now but I was actually saving it to cap some really heavy reading I saw coming. True enough, reviews say it’s light yet engrossing - just the mid-scale melodrama you need to keep your heart thumping without necessarily diminishing your momentum for excellent prose.

Hmmm, sometimes I begin to wonder if tropical depressions are indeed synonymous to literary passions.

2005.06.03 (reposted)

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