Classics Challenge 2009 ended

Yes, ended (October 31st actually), but unfortunately not completed as I missed out on one: Mansfield Park by Jane Austen did just not flow with me and I couldn't finish it in time. I am not even reading it at the moment, I don't feel for it at this time of the year.

So in the end, I have read
- Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca [x May 31st 2009]
- Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey
[x June 2009]
- Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina [x August 2009]
For the "Will-be-classics"-round:
- Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner [x 25th May 2009]

I liked this challenge alot because it made me read for good one books I have wanted to read for a while: Anna Karenina. I am very glad about this read and especially loved the idea that I partly read it during my stay in Moscow and St Petersburg, two important locations in the story.

2 comments:

Trish @ Love, Laughter, Insanity December 4, 2009 at 5:37 AM  

Your comment box is doing something funny--you might test a few comments to make sure they're working like you want (and forgive me if this comes out funny or duplicated as I tried to leave a comment prior).

Anyway, even though you didn't quite get there with Mansfield Park, it sounds like the challenge was a really successful one for you. And congrats on finishing Anna K!! Tolstoy scares me a bit. :) Hope you'll join us next year!

Trish @ Love, Laughter, Insanity December 4, 2009 at 5:39 AM  

Just to follow up...I had to tab a few times to get to the word verification after hitting "post comment"--not to tell you what to do, but I'm guessing others are probably having difficulties leaving comments. You might consider either a pop-up comment box (instead of this imbedded box) or turning off the word verification.

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Constantly changing places is inherent to my life. Books have always been steady friends which I could bump into wherever I was all over the world.
Stumbling upon Kaminer's German stories of "Die Reise nach Trulala" in Reykjavík's city library is as moving as meeting the Icelandic sagas in Boston's Borders.
To see a book again, that I've read thousands of kilometers away makes me smile "Hey I know you.." and shake hands by thumbing through it for a while.