Christmas week is not a time to still be dealing with wallpaper hangers and enormously heavy boxes of doors parked on the front porch. Compound that with book club here tonight and only one tree up if not decorated fully since I can't find the storage box with the smaller icicles in it. Blame the spring flood. At least the elves came during the lunar eclipse last night and cleaned off the table so I could start arranging the goodies for tonight.
Meanwhile, working with one of the Slackers to redecorate her home office, we digressed to plan the upcoming year's theme. Because it has been significantly absent from the plots of the stories the face-to-face group has selected, we decided "lust" would be appropriate and enjoyable ... see how vicariously middle aged women live. So, after this lengthy apologia, I admit to only being able to garner eight titles so far. Here they are, to be supplemented, I promise, next week with more of the same, or failing that, another deadly sin:
The Double Flame by Octavio Paz (I actually finished this book yesterday, hoping that it would clarify the lust them and distinguish it from sadistic erotica and bodice rippers and that it contained a lengthy bibliography pointing me to novels to add to the 2011 list. It met my expectations in the former but was completing lacking in the latter. A more detailed review come the New Year.)
A Sport and A Pastime by James Salter
Lady Chatterley's Lover by D H Lawrence
Dangerous Liaisons by Pierre Choderlos de Laclos
The Pure and the Impure by Colette
The Lover by Marguerite Duras
Nana by Emile Zola
Possession by A S Byatt
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