Monthly Archives: February 2015

I Just Read: Dracula (1897)

I got the post-book blues bad. It’s been a long time since I had them this bad. All because I read Dracula.

I’ve tried to read Dracula before, a couple of years ago. I was turned off by the constant shifts in the book between letters, diaries and paper articles, which left me confused. This time, though, I managed to get used to it halfway through the book, so it wasn’t that bad this time. I also knew about it when I started reading the book.

And what a book! It is so beautiful.

Listen to them. Children of the night. What music they make

Most of you know the story of Dracula, I guess. The old Transylvanian count that wants to go to London. And all that follows.

Welcome to my house! Enter freely. Go safely, and leave something of the happiness you bring!

The language is so beautiful. It has a certain poetic thing that only books up until sometime during the first part of the 1900s has. It makes the book a bit harder to read, because you need to use more of your attention to get those small details. But Dracula is a really good book, so it is definitely worth the effort.

And now, after finishing it, I have a serious case of the post-book blues.

Ugh.

You know what? I might’ve been working too much lately.

During the two last weeks, I’ve had three days off (not counting today, since today is a brand new week and all), and I’m tired. I haven’t been doing much else than working, eating, watching something on the Internet, then sleeping. And before 2015, I’ve never had a full-time job, first due to anxiety/depression, and then due to there not being enough work to do at work (or economy) to hire me full-time.

And suddenly, I started in a new job, someone took a five week vacation, and I suddenly practically worked a full-time job.

This week, though, the person who was on a vacation came back. I have two days of work on my schedule for this week. It’s so weird. And I have no idea of what to do with my time, since I’m used to be at work for five to nine hours a day, usually eight hours.

Well, the apartment do need a proper clean-up, since I’m messy as hell, and have been totally spent, energy-wise, when I’ve been at home. But come on. Let’s be realistic here. Me? Cleaning up?

I mean, I should, but it’s so bloody hard to start. And it’s so messy here now, I have no idea where to begin.

I will never become a proper housewife. A wife, maybe. But no housewife.

In other news, the no sweets thing is going fine. I’m craving stuff like crazy, but after that one incident with the cake, I’ve managed to stay the course. And there’s only two weeks left until I can eat sweets again. I’ve become semi-addicted to oranges, though. And I have a persimmon and a rambutan lying around my kitchen for me to enjoy sometime soon. The persimmon will probably be consumed today. I’ve never tasted persimmon before, I hope it’s good. Rambutan, on the other hand, is delicious. The only problem is that the fruit part is a bit hard to gnaw off the stone, without getting parts of the stone’s outer layer in my mouth. I have a thing against all kinds of fruit stones, and a lot of larger seeds. But seeing that rambutans are fun to skin, and they’re really ugly before you skin them, they are also fun to eat.

Now, however, I’m on my period. I could kill for chocolate. But I won’t. Because it’s only two weeks left.

Books!

I love books. I’ve loved books since I learned how to read. Actually, I think my love affair with books started even earlier than that, since my dad used to read me stories at bed time when I was a child.

This year, our local writer’s group decided to make a book club. Which is all kinds of awesome, because I get to read some books I might not have picked up otherwise. In January, we read the Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern, which I totally loved, by the way. The book for February is Bram Stoker’s Dracula. Which I own, but never read. So I have it somewhere, but I can’t find it.

Luckily, Dracula is old enough to be on Project Gutenberg, which is a page where you can download free and legal ebooks, mostly older works where the copyright has expired, so if I don’t find it, I don’t have to buy another copy.

I can hear you say “But Milladamen, why don’t you just borrow it at the library?” Well, if I borrow books from the library, it’s almost never free. I forget to deliver it on time, and I get fees. So that’s out of the question.

Later this year, we will be reading Elantris by Brandon Sanderson, the Martian by Andy Weir, Watership Down by Richard Adams and Frankenstein by Mary Shelley. The good thing is that I own two of these (Elantris and Watership Down), so I’ll only have to buy one or two of these. Frankenstein is probably old enough to be available for free, since it’s written in 1818, but I think I want to own it, too. It’s a classic, after all, and if I hate it, I can probably give it away, or BookCross it, or something. I don’t think I’ll hate it, though.

In other news, while looking for Dracula today, I came over a couple of other books I’d messed away and been looking for for a while, namely MythOS by Kelly McCullough (book four of a series I was reading, and had to stop reading, because book four was messed away), and His Majesty’s Dragon by Naomi Novik, which I was going to read before Christmas, but then I couldn’t find it. The problem now is that I’ll have to postpone these two, since I’m currently reading the Island by Victoria Hislop, and need to read Dracula before March. Oh, and the fact that we have Foxglove Summer by Ben Aaronovitch in the house now, and I’m looking forward to that one like crazy. Husband needs to read it first, though, since I’m on a book queue, and he reads really fast. And then, there is Elantris to read in March. I have no idea when I’ll get to read something not on this list, but hey.

I also need to re-read the Stardoc series by S.L. Viehl soon, too. And Rachel Caine’s Weather Warden series. And more of Wen Spencer’s books. And then there’s the ordeal about this whole “Get ten friends to recommend one book each, and read them” thing, which is the reason why I’m reading Hislop right now in the first place.

I am also doing a reading challenge I found over at Facebook (link to PDF here), but then again, the two books I’ve finished this year made me check off five items on that list, since I’m not running hardcore, and can check off more than one thing if the items fit the book I’ve read. And the Island has already given me the right to check off at least two more, and I’ve barely even started the book.

I’ve also started the second draft of one of the novels I’m writing. I’ve never second-drafted anything before, so it’s kind of exciting. And when the second draft is done, people are going to read my book! This scares me senseless.

And in the middle of all this, there’s work, which has been crazy lately. I thought I would get one day a week of work. Instead, I get at least four days a week for another two weeks, since people are on vacation. And after that, well, let’s just say that I’m one of the few that are available daytime on weekdays, so if anyone goes absent for some reason or another, I’m there.