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Brideshead Revisited-Beautifully Crafted But Not Convincing

Image from the BBC miniseries of Brideshead Revisited

It looks like I missed last week’s update on my 2014 Reading Challenge, but no worries, I’ve been keeping up.

During the past two weeks, I have continued to press on in my reading of the Sacrament of the Present Moment, but have had no new insights on the book. I also finished Evelyn Waugh’s Brideshead Revisited and began reading a book for some Continuing Education I have been working on for my teaching profession.

While, I found Brideshead Revisited to be beautifully crafted, I only enjoyed the first 2/3 of the book.  As an American, it was hard to gasp the class differences that play such a heavy role in the story and by the end none of the characters seemed redeemable.  To me, Waugh seems nostalgic for the aristocracy, but he did not convince me of why I should care that this era was coming to a close.  The Lords and Ladies described in the book seem like spoiled trustifarians, done in by their own excesses.

Next up is Ernest Hemingway’s Old Man and the Sea, which looks to be Moby Dick set in Cuba.

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2014 Reading Challenge

I’ve become a lazy reader.

I’ve always been a poor reader.  I even received some help in grade school to improve this. Yet reading has remained a chore throughout my life even though most would consider me well read.  I attribute the fact that I am well read to my middle class upbringing that held up those with who read to be the utmost in human achievement.

For a period of time I agreed with my upbringing.  Amidst my sweat and struggle to wrestle with Howard’s End or the Awakening,  I rose through the ashes with an enjoyment of the stories contained between the covers of these tomes.

Then came graduate school.  I read, not for enjoyment, but to pass the classes.  I missed stories, though, so I read comics and watched movies to get my story fix.  But mainstream movies and even so-called independent comics can be a bit formulaic.  I enjoyed most of what I came across, but film and comics just aren’t as old of a medium as the written word, so after a while, I felt like I’d read all the good comics and seen most of the good films made in English (and quite a few in foreign languages, too.)