Our household’s two-person adventure in reading, the Four Seasons Reading Club (formerly the Summer Reading Club, formerly the Vacation Reading Club) has now run for about a year. Nearly every day, Elaine and I sit down and read, twenty or twenty-five pages of a book — the same book, which means two copies of everything. (The library comes in handy.) Here’s what we’ve read in the past twelve months:
Herman Meville, Moby-Dick
Willa Cather, A Lost Lady , Death Comes for the Archbishop , The Old Beauty and Others
Vladimir Nabokov, Speak, Memory ; Ada
William Maxwell, So Long, See You Tomorrow
Robert Walser, The Tanners , trans. Susan Bernofsky
David Foster Wallace, The Pale King
Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis , trans. Susan Bernofsky
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
Robert Walser, Fairy Tales , trans. Daniele Pantano and James Reidel
Vincent van Gogh, The Letters of Vincent van Gogh, ed. Ronald de Leeuw, trans. Arnold Pomerans
Willa Cather, The Song of the Lark , Lucy Gayheart , Alexander’s Bridge , Shadows on the Rock
Books abandoned:
Edith Wharton, Ethan Frome (after a few pages)
Charles Dickens, Our Mutual Friend (midway)
Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility (almost immediately)
Roger Shattuck, The Banquet Years: The Origins of the Avant-Garde in France, 1885 to World War I (somewhere in the second chapter)
Elaine too has written an annual report.
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