I have procured 8 new books in the last 24 hours.
1 was a gift from my Russian teacher: Gombrich’s Topics of Our Time: Twentieth-century issues in learning and in art.
Three were cheap books bought off Amazon for under 1 pound, basically because I think I need them but not for any particular burning reason:
- Dostoevsky’s Notes from Underground, which I have read twice but don’t seem to own.
- Tolstoy: A Confession and Other Religious Writings, because I have been wanting to read it since my friend Ben died.
- St. Augustine: Confessions, because I read some of it in Kyrgyzstan and also because of Ben.
The rest are relatively more contemporary books that I think I need to read for one reason or another:
- John Ashbery: Quick Question, because I love him.
- Elena Ferrante: My Brilliant Friend, because I read about it in the New Yorker and wanted to fall in love with it.
- David Markson: Wittgenstein’s Mistress, because of David Foster Wallace.
- Hans Bertens: Literary Theory (The Basics), because I need some theoretical grounding in my book-reading and reviewing.
There are more books I almost bought, but this post is long enough!