I started Faulkner's, The Sound and the Fury. OMG no can do. It is that stark, descriptionless(is that a word?) writing like Hemingway. Instead I picked up Toni Morrison's The Bluest Eye. I am much happier.

I started listening to The Bluest Eye in the car. Toni Morrison is a terrific writer. The subject matter is very sad, but the way she portrays life through the eyes of children makes me think of my own childhood and helps me remember how I saw things too. I also started Jurassic Park today. I am trying to read some books out of my comfort zone and I LOVE this book. It is a blast to read! It is fast moving and the chapters are short for those of us who like immediate gratification. M.C. is such a terrific storyteller, but I cannot help but wonder if seeing the movie makes my interest more keen, knowing what to expect. Would I have been that glued, if I didn't know what was coming. Of course, I picture all of the actors from the movie and that is just fine, especially Sam Neil.  That movie was soooo good. Better get back to it.