Classics Club

The Classics Club: One Year (and a bit) In

After a few years of pondering, in January 2014 I finally signed up to The Classics Club.  I wasn’t at all sure that I’d really be up to (or inclined to) up my classics intake to the ten a year that would be required to meet the challenge of reading 50 books in 5 years but when I actually took a second to check in on how things were going, it turned out that I’m actually doing ok.  

Out of the 50 books on my list, I’ve read 10 books.  Right on target!  What a handy coincidence.
Out of those 10 books, I actually only physically read 3.  I listened to the rest while commuting.  I won’t deny that it’s been strange adjusting to “reading” in a new way.

This year’s titles have been (in alphabetical order, not rating order, because that would be too difficult):

Ray Bradbury  Something Wicked This Way Comes  (Review here)
Charlotte Bronte  Villette  (Review here)
Daniel Defoe  Robinson Crusoe  (Review here)
Charles Dicken  Bleak House
Alexandre Dumas  The Count of Monte Cristo
F. Scott Fitzgerald  The Great Gatsby
Thomas Hardy  Tess of the D’Urbevilles
Nathaniel Hawthorne  The Scarlet Letter
Shirley Jackson  The Haunting of Hill House
Jules Vergne  Around the World in Eighty Days (Review here)

It’s been a really mixed bunch – sure, that’s largely been led by the eclectic mix of titles that my local library’s audiobook site has but it’s also because the list itself is a fairly random one.

The Highlights

My top three were easy to choose: Villette, The Haunting of Hill House and Around the World in Eighty Days.

Villette wasn’t an easy read and I wasn’t convinced by it at first but I really enjoyed it overall.  Lucy Snowe makes the book.  Her narration is deceptive and shifty but I loved that she spent the whole book striving for modest independence.  All she wants is a stable job, financial security and somewhere of her own to live but she struggles for even that.  It sounds dreary.  It isn’t.  It’s wonderful in its subtlety and I’m still not sure I’ve read any other book that I felt said as much about the author as this did.

The Haunting of Hill House was super creepy.  I haven’t read anything else by Shirley Jackson but I definitely will be.  Her writing is fantastic and the opening paragraph is one of the best ever:

No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone

And the ending is perfection.  The intervening pages are equally great and reading about the brooding house and its effects on its hapless inhabitants made one particularly gloomy train journey rather unsettling indeed.

Around the World in Eighty Days was just fun.  It’s kind of silly and is basically the story of a rich man scurrying around the world to try to win a bet.  But there are ridiculous obstacles and one great big drawn out case of mistaken identity and it’s fast-paced so you should read it because it’s entertaining.

The Low Points

Ha – too easy!  Tess of the D’Urbevilles.  I disliked that book so, so much.  Tess drove me crazy but as frustrated as I was with her, I was roughly one thousand times more incensed by Angel, her darling husband.  I couldn’t bear the main characters, there were far too many descriptions of fields (swede fields predominantly) and the ending was just…not good.

Then again, I finished Tess, which is more than I can say for the oh so terrible The Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens.  That book was awful.  So awful, I couldn’t face trudging through the whole million pages of it.  It’s not funny, it’s not charming and it’s not interesting.  It is not good.  So I stopped reading it.  Much though I am sure it breaks the rules, I also dropped it from my list.  My intention in creating the list was to make sure I read a bit more expansively, not to make myself miserable so I’m happy with the decision. I replaced it with War and Peace so it’s not as though I’m going easy on myself.

To keep up the good work, I’ll be tackling one of the longest books on my list, War and Peace, from 1st February (which is scarily soon!) as part of Hanna’ readalong – head HERE if you want to topple the Russian classic too!