Sunday, October 15, 2006

Sunday Book Blogging

Not much to blog about ths Sunday night, so here's what I've picked up in the way of reading matter lately:

House of Leaves
, Mark Z Danielewski. I have wanted to read, or at least own with the intention of reading, this book for some time, but the price tag has always been a turn-off. Today I picked up a fine paperback copy from Camberwell market for $6. Inside was a gratis invoice from Random House, addressed to none other than The Age critic Peter Craven. How, um, exciting.

Laughter in the Dark, Vladimir Nabokov. Another market bargain - 80 cents for a ragged-but-readable old Penguin.

Europe Central, William T. Vollmann. Instead of this evocative cover art...


...my copy sports this daft image:


Twilight in Italy, D.H. Lawrence. Speaking of covers, has there ever been a volume of Lawrence that wasn't clad in a dour, uninteresting cover? This one, a collection of travel jottings, features a photo of some Renaissance statue or other, all very boring, although it is pictured with birdshit scarring intact, as all statuary should be.

The Rites of Spring, Modris Eksteins. One of the great cultural histories of the First World War, up there with Paul Fussell's The Great War and Modern Memory; I'm looking forward to revisiting this.

The Meaning of Recognition, Clive James. Good in parts, not-so-good in others. I pretty much agree with Jon. Amusingly, I bought this from a remainder store.

Also purchased: Already Dead, Denis Johnson; The Line of Beauty, Alan Hollinghurst; The Etched City, K.J. Bishop; But Beautiful, Geoff Dyer.

There. Wasn't that informative?

3 comments:

TimT said...

Just finished reading 'The Ill-Tempered Clavichord' by S.J. Perelman. Now I'm on to 'The End' by Lemony Snicket; it's the last in his current 'Series of Unfortunate Events', which is neither more nor less amusing than it might sound.

If 'Europe Central' is really 'a tale of heroism, love, and war', it sounds a tad worthy, but the rest look very interesting.

Tim said...

I've read only 70 pages (or about 10%) of Europe Central, but it's shaping up to be quite good, if rather dense. I have a feeling it is one of those books you have to read your way into, if that makes sense. You learn to read it by reading it. Or something. Anyway, it's much better than the cover art or tagline suggests.

Laura said...

Most of my Lawrences have covers that are ill-conceived all right but I wouldn't call them dour.

One has a photo of Glenda Jackson with her top off.