I did not write this blog since January. Who knows why. Not that my life lacked inspiration. On the contrary. Rather than waste my time to tell you what kept me from writing, I would rather tell you what gives me the desire to write a book. A very good book.
It's been a long time it did not happen. I am consumed. I would spend my time to peel the pages of the brick. I am puzzled. Yet, good books, I read in last month. Nothing like that.
The book is called Admission . It is in English only, but may be translated one day, I do not know. There Portia, who is agent for admission to Princeton. There are teachers, prospective students, parents, governors. It is especially this woman my age who is recovering in question, which has a broken heart, who does not know. There are tons of books on women approaching 40 years. I know, I've read several. Since Eat, Pray, Love is fashionable. Nay, from Jane Austen, from Virginia Woolfe, it's fashionable. I difficult to say why this book appeals to me more than dozens of others of its kind that I read. All I know is that I read until 2 AM yesterday, and I will probably do the same thing tonight.
I saw as I walked in Ottawa on Monday in the window of the posh Sun Bookstore, a bag where it was inscribed: "In summer I do not tan, I read." This theme is perfect for me.
If for some, the play was done, for me, summer is meant to read. But not read anything. What is the summer is that I can spend hours normally productive to bury myself in a big fat book that I have the leisure to read in 2 or 3 days, whereas during the rest of the year, I should take 2 or 3 weeks to arrive the same result.
link to the book is quite different. On vacation, I stick to the characters while the rest of the time, he remains distant knowledge that I find when I'm too tired to really get to know them. Portia, now, is my friend. I want to know what will happen, as I wanted to know what would happen to Felicia and Frisco, in the General Hospital in my teens. I identify with her. I wish her well and understand his pain. I try to predict its fate and am sad to learn that I was right in thinking the worst. I'm admissions officer at Princeton by proxy. I walk the aisles of the legendary institution by a chilly December evening. I travel to New England to meet the young minds of America. I drink wine with teachers from the Faculty of English. Wedged into my couch, I travel. And it does not cost me $ 30 ...
How to choose books is even more in summer than anytime during the year, as important as choosing the right friends. Better to read an old People a newspaper or a bad book. Life is too short. The summer line. I also know that, as with friends, hitting a good book is the chance. I wish you all the luck.
If desired, share me your favorite literary summer. My book will be finished in 200 pages and I need something else soon.
that, I'm going back to study records for the next school year at Princeton. It will be exciting.
