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snurriBooks 1-10.
Books 11-20.
Books 21-30.
Books 31-40.
Books 41-50.
Books 51-60.
Books 61-70.
Books 71-80.
Books 81-90.
Books 91-100.
101. Old Fort Snelling: 1819-1858 by Marcus L. Hansen.
102. Thor: The Mighty Avenger, Volume 1 by Roger Landgridge, Chris Samnee, and Matthew Wilson.
103. Ripley Under Water by Patricia Highsmith. Maybe it's a function of having read all five Ripley books over the past two and a half months, or of having seen more than one mention of the last two as "lesser" works, but I didn't enjoy this book as much as the others. About halfway through I realized that I was muddling through it, and that I was in fact a bit bored with it. Part of the trouble here is that Tom's antagonist here, the obnoxious and obdurate Pritchard, is in some respects actually more interesting than Tom; even at the end of the book he's the person I have questions about, and not Tom. Perhaps because I wasn't feeling the tension, the eerie juxtaposition of Highsmith's prose about Ripley's domestic life with the violence and danger of his "other life" were less successful here. While I'm finished with Ripley, though, I'm looking forward to reading more Highsmith; Strangers On a Train is next.
Books 11-20.
Books 21-30.
Books 31-40.
Books 41-50.
Books 51-60.
Books 61-70.
Books 71-80.
Books 81-90.
Books 91-100.
101. Old Fort Snelling: 1819-1858 by Marcus L. Hansen.
102. Thor: The Mighty Avenger, Volume 1 by Roger Landgridge, Chris Samnee, and Matthew Wilson.
103. Ripley Under Water by Patricia Highsmith. Maybe it's a function of having read all five Ripley books over the past two and a half months, or of having seen more than one mention of the last two as "lesser" works, but I didn't enjoy this book as much as the others. About halfway through I realized that I was muddling through it, and that I was in fact a bit bored with it. Part of the trouble here is that Tom's antagonist here, the obnoxious and obdurate Pritchard, is in some respects actually more interesting than Tom; even at the end of the book he's the person I have questions about, and not Tom. Perhaps because I wasn't feeling the tension, the eerie juxtaposition of Highsmith's prose about Ripley's domestic life with the violence and danger of his "other life" were less successful here. While I'm finished with Ripley, though, I'm looking forward to reading more Highsmith; Strangers On a Train is next.