Tag Archives: classics

REVIEW: The Great Gatsby, BY F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

I couldn’t forgive him or like him, but I saw that what he had done was, to him, entirely justified. It was all very careless and confused. They were careless people, Tom and Daisy — they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness, or whatever it

Thoughts on Christmas

Christmas might be over yet again, but I thought I would share a few timeless words of wisdom on the season, compliments of our friend, Charles Dickens. I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round -apart from the veneration due to its sacred name and origin, if anything belonging to it

WHAT I’M READING: DEC. 23

One of my favourite things about the holiday season is all the extra time I have to read! At least, that’s what I tell myself every year before heading home for Christmas, although in actuality, I probably end up reading a lot less than I do on a regular basis. Here we are on the

REVIEW: The Call of the Wild, White Fang & To Build a Fire, by Jack London

When I was a kid, The Call of the Wild was one of my most cherished books; I read it over and over until the cover started to fall off. I remember being outraged at Manuel’s treachery, traumatized by the man with the red sweater’s brutality and heart broken at Curly’s death. Although Buck is

What I’m Reading: Nov. 24

A while ago, while browsing through the extremely disorganized and extremely frustrating book shelves at Value Village, I stumbled across a Modern Library paperback edition of Jack London’s The Call of the Wild, White Fang and To Build a Fire – all in one neat and tidy edition, and better yet, in perfect condition. I

Words of Wisdom from Henry Tilney

“The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.” -Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey (1817).

What I’m reading: Nov. 3

I am still working away at Chekhov, but have finished Great Expectations and have just started Henry James’ The Turn of the Screw. I haven’t read any Henry James since I skimmed through The Ambassadors in my graduate seminar on American Literature and I confess that I have never actually read The Turn of the Screw

What I am reading: Nov. 1

After reading an alarming number of duds this summer, I have returned to classic literature as a way of guaranteeing myself of getting at least one more good read in before I return to the dubious field of contemporary literature. Watching and reading The Reader this summer (definitely not one of the aforementioned duds!) reminded