Do the A-Z author challenge

I’ve been reading, but the computer’s been down. It’s hard not to read, when you take a lit class. I won’t name the repeats, just some of the missing letters:
Forster, E.M. A Passage to India
Greene, Graham. The Heart of the Matter
Orwell, George. 1984
Waugh, Evelyn. Brideshead Revisited

I’m sure there are others. It will come to me.
So my list is a, b, c, d, f, g, h, j, k, n, o, v, w

And my to do list:
e, i, l, m, p, q, r, s, t, u, x, y, z

Only not as much lately. And what I have been doing is going through my night-stand and reading more Dickens, James, and Austen.

So my list is: a, b, c, d, h, j, k, n, v
Or a, a, a, a, a, b, c, d, d, d, d, h, j, j, j, k, n, v

Off to read. (Trying to get into George Elliot)

Dickens, Charles. David Copperfield.

I was on the fence about Dickens because I’ve only read Great Expectations in high school (didn’t like it), again in college (liked it) and Hard Times (didn’t like it). So I wasn’t sure.

But I really did like David Copperfield. It’s quite long, but I thought it was pretty enjoyable to read. I especially liked the part when David was a young boy because it made me think of what my son will be like.

Contrary to my husband’s idea of the book, there is no mention of any magicians. Good thing, because I find them creepy.

Kesey, Ken. One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.

I think I might have read this years ago, but I only vaguely remember it, and it could be the movie I’m remembering. Since I don’t remember, I’m still counting it. That’s the great thing about a terrible memory. What’s old is new again…

Haynes, Melinda. Mother of Pearl.

This is the kind of book that makes me want to be a writer while at the same time makes me think I can never be a writer.

I loved it. I was slightly disappointed by the end, but I’m not sure what would have made it better. I think maybe it needed to be that way.

Bradbury, Ray. Dandelion Wine.

Really lovely. Makes me nostalgic for Summer, 1928. Who knew you could be nostalgic for something you never had. Now if I could just get my hands on some of that wine…

I could use a little summer!

Camus, Albert. The Stranger.

I am hopeful that I don’t read anymore books about beheading, execution, etc. for the rest of this challenge. That’s sort of a mini sub-goal. I wish the letter A wasn’t used up, I could go for some more Jane Austen.

...sigh…

Vonnegut, Kurt. A Man Without a Country

I’ve actually never read any other Kurt Vonnegut. I think I’m going to have to get around to doing that.

Nabokov, Vladimir. Invitation to a Beheading.

I don’t know how someone has the confidence to write something so strange, like a dream. I think it is like the idea I heard about art – you have to understand the real before the abstract can be genuine.

Strange.

James, Henry. Washington Square.

I did like it better than Daisy Miller...