Books, books, books.

They say that a person's bookshelf can tell a lot about them. I'm kind of curious to know what mine would say. Because I do have, and read often classics like Jane Eyre, and they sit next to some scifi/fantasy that most people I know haven't even heard of. And that's sat right next to a whole load of pop-sci books. Not quite enough to rival my father's collection yet, but give it time.

In a way. I can actually blame this on my genes. On both Nature and Nurture. My father is a big big reader, and his siblings, the only ones I see of a regularity, also love to read. It became understood that when we went to see my uncle, we would raid his bookcase. Now he doesn't have wallpaper in his bedroom. He has bookcases. And books. Lots and lots of books.

All of this has combined to the point that I am a BIG reader, and by big, I mean that, in certain portions of my life, people literally never saw me without a book in my hands. Recently, I have become a fairly big facebooker as well, and I found this whilst browsing (or facebook stalking and certain of my friends call it). So, curious, I pulled it off and followed most of the instructions. All bar step six, in fact.

Apparently the BBC reckons most people will have only read 6 of the 100 books here.

Instructions:
1) Look at the list and put an 'x' after those you have read.
2) Add a '+' to the ones you LOVE.
3) Add a '#' to the ones you didn't like.
4) Star '*' those you plan on reading.
5) Tally your total at the bottom.

1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen*
2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkein x
3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte x
4 Harry Potter series - JK Rowling x
5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee *
6 The Bible
7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte x
8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell x+
9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman x+
10 Great Epectations - Charles Dickens (I keep trying. I'm two thirds of the way through now. It's not that I don't like it, but I keep getting distracted)
11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott x
12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy* (sitting on my shelf, looking at me disapprovingly)
13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller x+ (clever. very clever)
14 Complete Works of Shakespeare
15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier * (possibly one of the most famous first lines ever... now to read the rest)
16 The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien x
17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks
18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger
19 The Time Traveller’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger*
20 Middlemarch - George Eliot
21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell*
22 The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald
23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens
24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams x+
26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh
27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky
28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck*
29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll x
30 The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame x
31 Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy
32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens
33 Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis x+
34 Emma - Jane Austen x
35 Persuasion - Jane Austen
36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis x
37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini (I think I started this. then got distracted. by that annoying work thing.)
38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres (Apparantly better than the film, but the film put me off. The French Leftenent's Woman, however, is a cracking read.)
39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden x+
40 Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne x
41 Animal Farm - George Orwell x+
42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown x
43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving
45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins
46 Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery x
47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy*
48 The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood *
49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding x
50 Atonement - Ian McEwan
51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel
52 Dune - Frank Herbert x
53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons*
54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen
55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth
56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon
57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens
58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley
59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon x
60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez (ish. I had to give it back to the library half way through)
61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck*
62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt
64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold
65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas
66 On The Road - Jack Kerouac
67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy
68 Bridget Jones’s Diary - Helen Fielding
69 Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie*
70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville*
71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens
72 Dracula - Bram Stoker
73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett x+
74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson x
75 Ulysses - James Joyce x
76 The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath
77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome x
78 Germinal - Emile Zola
79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray
80 Possession - AS Byatt
81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens
82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell x
83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker x
84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro
85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert
86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry
87 Charlotte’s Web - EB White x
88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Alborn x
89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle x+
90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton x+
91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad
92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Eupery
93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks
94 Watership Down - Richard Adams x
95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole
96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute x+++(if I had a favourite, this would be a hot contender)
97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas
98 Hamlet - William Shakespeare (I've heard the song summery by Martin Carthy, does that count? Oor Hamlet, if you want to find it)
99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl x
100 Les Miserables - Victor Hugo

Meant to have read 6 out of these? Is the fact that I have read more like 35 a sign of a misspent youth? Now a few years ago, the BBC did something called The Big Read. I followed this with interest, and now have a copy of that list on my board, because I am determined to read through it. That list is different from this list, although a lot of the titles are the same. Which is why, in part, I have actually read so many on this list. For example, A Town Like Alice which is one of my ALL time favourite reads, (I must find that copy, I know it is hanging around somewhere) I only read because it was on the list and it was the first one I found in my father's bookcase.

I don't know if I will ever finish these lists.I can hope, but equally, I also hope I won't, or at least that they get added to by a new big read list. Because that means that there will always be books out there to read. Not that there wouldn't be, but, the lists make it more realizable somehow.

I think I have run out of steam just about. So I'll go back to my book. Not one on the list, but a wonderful take of the beauty and the beast fairytail. The Fire Rose it is called. By Mercedes Lackey. Try it. Consider it the start of my list for you. Whoever you may be. Enjoy.

Fish

This week has been a fishy week. First, there has been a want that has been growing all week - so far unsatisfied - for fish and chips. Then I end up watching Big Fish (Tim Burton, good film), eating mackerel for lunch and having conversations about the follies of making fish wear jumpers. (The jumper would get wet, so they'd just be colder. So don't take a fish for a walk in winter.) And then I go to make myself a cuppa, and discover Darwin in the tea cupboard. I'd forgotten I was meant to be fish sitting. And this time around, she isn't playing dead.

This week I have also been trying out contact lenses. The most bizarre feeling in the world, after nearly 18 years of wearing glasses, is to be able to look around, and realise that there is no wire rim around my sight, above which everything is blurry. Although, looking at the little booklet that has a list of do's and don'ts, I wasn't aware that people had a desire to lick their contact lenses. I certainly don't.

The trying of the contact lenses shows just how much a creature of habit I really am. After putting in the lenses the other day, I saw my glasses. And thought, hang on, I'm not wearing any glasses. So I put them on. Everything, of course, went very blurry, so I decided that I hadn't got my glasses on, and went looking for them. It was only when I found my spare pair, and went to put them on as well did I realise. I think that leaving the lenses for hitty-hitty LARP fun in the future is a good idea.

Chocolate has also featured. One birthday cake, and one birthday, well, you can't rightly call it a cake. Or anything other than rich-gooey-chocolatey-maltezery-mess. 335 weight watchers points for the whole thing. Ouch. but ummm. It's a good thing birthdays aren't everyday.

Speaking of chocolate, it is time to feed the fish. And the sister. And decide what is for tea.

The three modes of me.

I have three modes of action. Thinking, doing, and apathetic.

If I am thinking about doing something, I tend to become blond in all other aspects of my life, and everything I'm doing sort of, well, grinds to a halt. I still say someone forgot to tell me where the on/off switch was for the rest of my mind. Thinking also seems to kick in after doing something. Often something silly. It's funny how these are sort of joined. Like on a boat on tow on a very long rope. Sometimes the swell and such will bring the thinking closer to the doing. And then, indeed, I can seem almost normal. Post-doing thinking is often triggered with a 'Hannnnnnnnaa! what have you done?!' or such similar words.

Heh. I've just realised I have compared my brain to a sea. Big and wide and wet. I am...wet, and apparantly bigheaded. Hmmm. not entirely sure how well that one worked out.

Then there is the doing. Doing usually involves little thinking, either during or beforehand. I am often quite blond then as well. There's nothing more I can really say about the doing, except that it has produced some epic fail, but some equally epic win at times, so overall, it is a neutral mode. And then there is apathy.

Apathy is something we all experience from time to time. Even the most energetic of us. Times when our Get-up-and-go Gets-up-and-goes. When you just can't be bothered to do anything. Anything at all. (Truly, and amusingly, I have had that paragraph sitting on my computer for about three months before I could be bothered to do anything with it.)

Obviously, as a member of Homo sapiens I have other emotions and modes and ways of being. But to my mind, they all seem to click into these three categories. (it's amazing how simple we really are when we get down to it.) Like now. I am in blog mode, whilst also desperately tired. but the doing mode has taken over and I will finish this blog entry. Which I think I may have. it does seem to have come back to the beginning.

So, ah, well. Goodbye.