I did it! I finished…the first shelf. Approximately…oh, well, I guess it was only about a month after I posted the initial Bookshelf Project low-down. It felt longer; I'm not a very fast reader;) AND, I now rather want to join Lois's 12 Month Classics Challenge for 2016, and if it's going to take me an average of a month per shelf, I need to
get down to business to defeat the Huns hasten (because a queen never rushes, she hastens).
Let's do this, shall we? (I'm afraid this will be one of those parenthetical, gif-filled, link-overdosed posts that might be irritating to certain constitutions. Abject apologies and all that.)
But anyway. Thoughts on the first shelf! (Just so you know, I add new novels to the Bookshelf Project as I get them, so several have been added since September.)
Those I finished:
A Lantern in Her Hand by Bess Streeter Aldrich. This one was really good. I know you've been hearing that a lot in the blogosphere recently, but there's a reason;) 5 out of 5 stars (see my Goodreads review here).
The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton. AMAZING! I plan on re-reading it shortly, and annotating this time. 5 out of 5 stars (see my blog review here).
Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen. This is one of those books that makes me smile placidly. It doesn't really stir up a great deal of any specific emotion in me, but it was very enjoyable and very Austenite (well, duh). Jane Austen certainly knew her satire, that's for sure! But what I really liked was that this was a gentle parody. It was very entertaining and very deftly and expertly written. The thing is, uh…I didn't like it as much as the movie. Which is fine, but I guess I went into it expecting to be as in love with book-Henry as I am with movie-Tilney, and that wasn't the case. Certain bloggie buddies--ahem, you know who you are;)--pointed out to me that book-Tilney has a bit of an…um…superior manner of speaking with Catherine, and that did come out the more I read the novel. It didn't bother me too much, but I was sliiiiiiightly disappointed. I think that might be an INFJ/INTJ thing, though. So overall, I just didn't like it as much of the movie. It was an excellent book, but I'd just rather watch the movie;) 4 out of 5 stars.
Smith of Wooton Major/Farmer Giles of Ham by J. R. R. Tolkien. Well, it was really cool to read a Tolkien not related to LotR (not, of course, that that's ever necessary ;)), and I did enjoy the stories! They weren't stupendous or anything, but I don't think they were intended to be, so that's all right. 4 out of 5 stars (see my Goodreads review here).
Pygmalion/My Fair Lady by George Bernard Shaw/Alan Jay Lerner. I loved it:) As you all know, 'Enry 'Iggins is one of my favorite musical theatre characters, and it was really cool to delve deeper into his character in Pygmalion. And MFL was MFL, of course. You can't beat that;) I give them both 5 out of 5 stars.
Those I didn't finish:
You guys are going to be SO MAD at me XD
The Turn of the Road by Eugenia Brooks Frothingham. I didn't really know anything about this book when I started it, and I didn't stop it due to inappropriate-ness or anything like that. It's just that it was…well, odd. It was almost like a very weird conglomeration of Jane Eyre and Gone with the Wind, and not in a good way. The characters were pretty dislikable, and the plot was basically a soap opera, so eventually I, with the advice of me dear mummy, decided to pass;)
The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood by Howard Pyle. *cringes* I know, I know! I'm a terrible person! I don't even really have an explanation as to why I didn't finish it. I just…didn't. I will eventually, of course! I'm not all bad!
Castaways of the Flying Dutchman by Brian Jacques. I picked this book up because HELLO, REDWALL!, but it wasn't my kind of story. There was nothing wrong with it, but I'm not really into time travel in stories (part of the reason I haven't started Doctor Who yet). So…yep.
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain. I'm sure it's a wonderful book, but I don't think now's the right time for me to read it, if that makes any sense (which it probably doesn't, unless you've somehow managed to get into my funny little noggin).
The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoyevsky. Yeeeeeaaaaaah. P'raps I'm not smart enough :P No, really, I wasn't really minding what I read, but then it hit a disturbing part, no biggie, but I decided to postpone my reading. One of the reasons is that I've realized that I need books that will relatively quickly "grab me" for my leisure reading, since I don't have a lot of time due to school and other commitments. You know how it is.
There you have it! Hope it wasn't too boring of a post;D