Books with preconceptions:
Misérables, Les -Victor Hugo:I have to start, and finish this first of the French ones — of all French classics, this one is a monolithic, and colossal test of my desire to do this challenge. I tried in a college a few times, but the tome — French for ‘book’ when it is split up into smaller portions, I believe — ran me over. It flew out, Harry Potter-style, and ran me over; therefore, to try to finish it again is a personal achievement, or a personal failure. We shall see which one.
On the book itself, I had the first encounter with it when my brother, who is six years older than I, bought a copy for his freshman class in high school. He got the abridged English version: I am inflicting the original, and full French version on myself. Typical younger sibling behaviour, trying to out-do one’s older siblings.
I have seen a coupl of renditions of the novel — not the one with Anne Hathaway, et al. though —, so I have a tiny bit of knowledge. I say that whilst knowing that films lie, twist, and change books routinely. I could be mistaken in all of my expectations.
I expect to have my life changed, my French improved, and my self-image altered. M. Victor Hugo, no pressure.
Neverending Story, The -Michael Ende: I love this film. My brother watched it constantly; however, I only recently — within the last 5 years, or so — found out that she is a book. I know that I had to read it. At a few hundred — the last page is 445, but the text is italicised, so I do not know that which that means — pages, how can the book spawn 3 films. Well, two; we do not talk about the third apparently.
I am expecting both films’ storylines, but a world far deeper than films can create.
Odyssey, The -Homer: The second of the Homer choices. I hate Homer. I used to love this book though. As a child I would play Wishbone’s Odyssey game non-stop. I tried finishing as a child, but it was not to my ability. I was obsessed with it though. So much so, a teach banned me from speaking about it in class as I tied everything to it. I still get angry when I think about that teacher. I hope that she died painfully.
The Odyssey, though, conjures up images of Aeolic/Ionian biased against Doric religion. Doric has always been my favourite side of Ancient Greek society, and I want to eventually learn Tsakonian, its descendant. I have so much emotional baggage tied to this world, and this work that I may have a hard time finishing it without yelling…quite a lot.
Picture of Dorian Grey, The -Oscar Wilde: A professor during my undergraduate years called me Dorian Grey because I had a fear of death — yes, even I suffered from a fear of death — because I imagined frailty, and decrepit life with death. I, therefore, have to read it for my P book. I have finished it halfway before life got in the way. I actually miss reading it. Dorian Grey is an ostentatious jerk, but, then again, I am, too, sometimes. Maybe that professor was right.
Queen of the Air, The -John Ruskin: I needed a Q book, and I searched for it. I know zero about this book, and have not even heard of John Ruskin fully. His name rings a minor bell in my brain, but it is not too loud. This is a completely new experience for me.
Ritual,The -Adam Nevill: I read this because a friend, S.S. Trantham, recommended the film for me. I am going into this with a new found love for Scandinavia, and for the sagas, and eddas. I want something contemporary about the area, and I loved it the first time I read it. I want to dig deeper into that world than a first-time reader really can dig.