Just finished Cory Doctorow's "Little Brother" (I read Homeland just before, for some reason, despite that being the sequel), and have just recently started The Book of Deacon from an earlier StoryBundle.

Wuthering Heights, I'm back on my mission of reading the "classics" after taking a couple of months to read through game of thrones (that was long...)

Currently reading The Fan Man by William Kotzwinkle and a Game of Thrones by George R. R. Martin.

Finished reading Creatures of Light and Darkness by Roger Zelazny. Meh, the idea is good, the style is almost "pictorial" in certain parts but overall it isn't so "epic" as a cosmic war among the Egyptian Gods of the afterlife could (and SHOULD!) be. 3/5.

Ghosty Men: The Strange but True Story of the Collyer Brothers and My Uncle Arthur, New York's Greatest Hoarders. It's interesting, and a quick read, but this kind of book makes me a little uncomfortable, like we're putting the mentally ill in a zoo and encouraging everyone to point and laugh. I mean, I'm sure that's not the author's intention, but the books seems to lack any sort of underlying purpose or thesis, so it's hard to see what else there is to get out of it.

I went to my local Half-Price Books and picked up these gems that I am going to be reading in the near future. Also reading Metro 2033 and Mein Kampf on my Kindle.

The Hitchhiker's Collection is gilded and leather bound, so it smells so amazing. :D

Dawn Wind by Rosemary Sutcliff.
Nice one!

40 bucks well spent.

Three Armies on the Somme by William Philpott

Lord of the Rings, where I am right now our heroes are headed towards Lothlorien.

I have to say that this is one rare books I hated to love - I cannot quite abide Brontë's coolly piercing portrayal of cruelty and hypocrisy in human relations, because it rings so very true, really - yet the power of expression in her language and her masterful narration are very compelling to me.

One of those "read until 1 AM or even later" books - once I could make myself pick it up.

As to what I am at right now: translated journals, letters + sketches of Karl Friedrich Schinkel on his journey to France and England in capacity of Buildings Inspector of Prussia. Amazing architect, artist and designer - and his handwriting is admirable!

Velvoitus by Helvi Hämäläinen, but I struggle with this one as it is pretty austere story of unfulfilled wish for happiness. Feel like I need to finish this, though. Don't think it's really translated from Finnish.

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Currently going slowly but steadily through The Tommyknockers, by Stephen King. I'm quite liking it, although it's nowhere near the likes of It, Carrie or Insomnia.

Naked Lunch. Pretty fucked up but a great read so far.

Finished On the Road by Jack Kerouac. I'm fresh out of books from my own collection, so I've been borrowing books from my mom's (she hates most fiction; only autobiographies or crime novels for her!), so I'm reading The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn right now. She was an English teacher, and said I wouldn't be disappointed. She was right :3