Dickens does not want me writing this evening. He is currently curled up in front of me as I type, laying on my right arm, purring, and occasionally trying to bite my fingers. So we’ll see how much he lets me do before both of us become very unhappy.
First, I finally finished a book. Yay! Stay tuned for a write-up of The Canon by Natalie Angier tomorrow night.
Second, the Slaves have picked their next group read: Stet: A Memoir (or Stet: An Editor’s Life if you are in the UK). Discussion is set for March 31st. All are welcome to read along and join in the discussion. The more the merrier!
Third, I was reading The New York Review of Books today from February 21st, and came across a book called The Classical Tradition edited by Anthony Grafton, Glenn W. Most, and Salvatore Settis. Before I read the review I thought it would not be a book I would ever want but I was curious to see what the article said. Within a couple paragraphs I decided I have to have this book! It is 1,067 pages of Greco-Roman goodness focussing on the ways Greek and Roman heritage managed to survive and the ways in which it has influenced culture and thought. It has long essays and short essays, essays about humanism and Sophocles, and essays about the asterisk and emperors. It is not an encyclopedia though it covers a lot of topics. It has its faults but its ambition and wide coverage has me goggling in wonder. It is a book for dipping into, for browsing and for making serendipitous discoveries. It seems like one of those reference sorts of books you actually want to read instead of just putting on your shelf for random use. Want to find out more about the book? The review is online so you can lust after it too.
And now I find the hand that Dickens is laying on is growing numb. Time for me to stop for the evening and try to get the blood circulating again.