December 11th, 2006

Oh golly. I just stumbled through the final pages of Pale Fire, and of course I have the same response that I got from Lolita. Wow. Nabokov he is...stunning, amazing, and briliant. I don't know what to think: about the story, about kinbot (Or is it king?), Gradus, poor dead Shade... I knew he was dead before I started, but as I began to see what would happen, I did not want Shade to die. Was I meant to hate Sybil? Because I did. I disliked her, because she did not like Kinbot, not until the end.

It was a wild ride, I feel that rush of just finishing a book. I want to reread it, either the poem or the whole thing, in hopes of understanding it better than I already do, but I haven't the time. I'm just so...entrapped by Dear Vladimir's words. He amazed me!!!

But, enough about that book. (It was so grand to read.) I'm not sure what I will be reading next. Officially, I want to read The Trial by Franz Kafka next, but unofficially my boy bought me a book for christmas and I may be tempted to read that. (Even reread it, if it is what I am guessing.)

Either way, I'll get back to you soon on what I am actually reading...