I started writing up a post about Victorian historical fiction and my experiences writing Eleanor, but after receiving a new bookcase, I got a wee bit distracted filling it up. That, in turn, distracted me further for I began thinking about all the books I’ve still to read. You know the feeling… it’s quite depressing, isn’t it?
And, being the perfectionist that I am, I decided to alphabetise all my classic books.
After having done that seemingly unnecessary task, I set myself a goal: to read through all my unread classics in alphabetical order.
I am kind of glad that one of my biggest books in the collection, Clarissa, is all the way in the ‘R’ section (Samuel Richardson) but, at the same time, I’ve really been desiring to read it, especially after recently watching the film, with Sean Bean (insert hearts). So, I guess that can be a little motivational tool for me in a way. I have to get through the difficult ones (or ones I may least enjoy) to reach the books I want to read most. And, reading Richardson’s works, Clarissa and Pamela (but I only have part one! Cries.), is also homework for me. Richardson was, after all, a source of great inspiration for the Marquis de Sade.
Is this mad? I mean, really? Reading all my classics in alphabetical order?
There must be others out there like that though.
Unfortunately, not all my classics are with me at the moment. See, I’m sort of between houses, I guess is the easiest way to define it, so I have a lot of books at another home. And, this has caused difficulty, particularly when buying new books — I’ll never stop buying new books! — for I’ve discovered that I actually have two copies of Jane Eyre, two of The Last Man, two of The Scarlet Letter, and so on. I really should work on some sort of catalogue, haha!
Actually, now that I think about it, that’s not too bad an idea. And, it’s another great way to procrastinate away from my tasks (writing a blog post about Victorian historical fiction); those used to procrastinate from my main tasks (such as writing Wings of Malice).
Anyway, part of the reason for this new venture of mine is that putting off reading my classics (or not having read them years ago) is one of my biggest regrets. I feel a little culturally inferior, in a way. Also, there are quite a number of books where I’ve reached halfway then just stopped, for whatever reason. Madame Bovary, for instance — I never finished it, which I am disappointed about. So this will force me to get back into them.
Damn! I just realised Anna Karenina — another book I abandoned halfway through — is at my other home. Oh well, I’ll get through the ones I have here first. I say it like it’s that easy!
Having alphabetised all the books, it’s made me realise how many are missing from my collection too, like works by Charlotte Bronte — I only have a few, methinks. Hmm… it seems I’ve missed a few when filling up my bookcase. I still have a number of classics scattered about the study. Though, thinking about it, it may be difficult reading say two or three works by the same author in a row. I will have to think about this plan, but for now, I will begin with The Last Unicorn, by Peter S. Beagle.
If I miss any, I can always come back to them later. Sound good?
But hey, I’d love your suggestions for classic literature I should read.
So hit me up with your favourites, or anything you think I’d like.
You know me. I like Victorian/Romantic/Gothic, in particular.
But, of course, you know I love the Marquis de Sade as well.
God, I was just looking over my bookcase to see what I would be reading soon and spotted Faust, by Goethe. Another bloody book I abandoned. I’ll get there. I’ll get there. I did really love The Sorrows of Young Werther, so it should be a great read.
Anyway, sorry for the long post. I was actually thinking I’d have to apologise for a short post, but I do indeed ramble! See you next week.
Be sure to comment (or email) your suggestions.
I’m curious to know your favourite classics!