Couldn't resist. It's one of my favourites.
I'm taking a break from thesis work. The Word docs are saved, shut, and if I'm lucky, little elves are working on them as I type this. Little, literate, wonderful elves who can do no wrong in my advisor's eyes.
My thesis defence is in 17 days and aside from being terrified and tired, I'm also working through a fever that won't leave me alone. I've been taking the appropriate steps, of course, but I guess my body's too thesis-stupid to make a decent fight of it. Then again, who I am to judge, as I, the consciousness piloting this pathetic meatsuit, am about one all-nighter away from actually acknowledging useless emotions. Useless emotions are any emotion that won't aid me in my quest for mastery!!! muwahaha
So, I swore off Facebook (again) because about 98% of my social life is there, and it's distracting. I'm still on Twitter though, mostly as a place to make incoherent babbling noises in, and Instagram so I can stick to my #100happydays thing. *makes enthusiastic face* It helps, in a one-way mirror to humanity kind of way. Excuse me as I peer through a glass darkly and pretend that everything is hunky-dory. My aunt did say that a sure sign of academic and professional success is heralded by the slow collapse of one's mental and social capacity.
Top (L-R): Me, clutching a thesis draft and my notebook to my chest; this new glass tumbler I got at Starbucks; a shot of the view during a lunch date with mum; a shot of the view while I was stuck in traffic in the Fort; fourth floor of the STRC in DLSU - Manila; a screencap of texts from Matthew (about Words of Radiance) and Julia (about The Magicians); a screencap of a bit of Words of Radiance that made me laugh out loud in the darkness; and the arcane glyphs favoured by Starbucks baristas, signifying my usual drink.
Because I haven't been on Facebook as much, I've managed to read three pretty long books this week. I'm in a really odd frame of mind, so bear with me if you're still reading.
The Secret History by Donna Tartt is really difficult to write about. It's not only the thesis-brain getting me here, but the fact that this book is just so above anything I thought it would be. I'd read The Goldfinch last year, and I remember that I was so moved by that book that I couldn't talk about it either. If I ignored that fact that it was beautifully written and paced, and that I found the story to be captivating, I could probably still say that it hurt me. It didn't wound me as deeply as The Goldfinch, thank goodness, but it was a close thing. Everything else that I want to discuss is a spoiler because everything in this novel is so perfectly put together for the purpose of messing with your head and emotions so deeply that it's a bit hard to breathe afterwards.
The Wise Man's Fear by Patrick Rothfuss is a lot better than the first novel, where I found the narrator could get a bit grating. The writing's better as well, tighter and more engaging. I really love the world Rothfuss has given us, but I really, really would like some more plot. I realise that it's only been two days, story-wise, but so many pages, so many questions! It really makes me wonder how he's going to tie everything up in the last novel of this arc. I know that the long-winded approach is a storytelling conceit, and I really do get into Kvothe's life and learnings, but gosh, I'm really impatient for all of it to come to a head. And there's no current expected publication date for the next book so there :c
Words of Radiance by Brandon Sanderson just came out this week and I was going to wait until I'd finished my draft before I read it, but I got sick and then I sprained my ankle and couldn't sit up for long periods of time so, I read it all. It is so great to see how all the characters have progressed since The Way of Kings and throughout the entirety of WoR :'D A lot of the stuff set up in book one came to fruition here, and it was so satisfying when a bunch of spoilery things happened. I kept texting Matthew throughout the whole thing, and I honestly don't know how I would have gotten through it without yelling at him. I have no idea when the third book's coming out but I really feel as though Sanderson's managed to conserve the momentum he built up in TWoK; so many second novels tend to be lulls, story and style-wise, but this one is so brilliant. I'll definitely have to re-read both TWoK and WoR after my defence is over.
The Decline and Fall by Evelyn Waugh and Digger by Ursula Vernon (It's a bit difficult to read and finish as it is a very hefty book!!! and difficult to bring around or cuddle up with in bed)
Next Twenty Reads:
1. S by J. J. Abrams and Doug Dorst
2. My Uncle Oswald by Roald Dahl
3. The Luminaries by Eleanor Catton
4. Something More Than Night by Ian Tregillis
5. The Man Who Was Thursday by G. K. Chesterton
6. Tell the Wolves I'm Home by Carol Rifka Brunt
7. The Panopticon by Jenni Fagan
8. Countdown City by Ben Winters
9. Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians by Brandon Sanderson
10. Inheritance by Malinda Lo
11. The Flight of the Eisenstein by James Swallow
12. Iron Council by China Mieville
13. A Highly Unlikely Scenario -or, a Neetsa Pizza Employee's Guide to Saving the World by Rachel Cantor
14. Annihilation by Jeff Vandermeer
15. Starship Troopers by Robert Heinlein
16. The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie by Alan Bradley
17. A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemmingway
18. A Tale for the Time Being by Ruth Ozeki
19. Lighthousekeeping by Jeanette Winterson
20. Mr. Fox by Helen Oyeyemi
If that isn't love, it'll have to do, until the real thing comes along.