Yao

I guess I am a little bit behind. Only because I have been having a very busy and very fun summer. So. I shall start from where I left off.
After I finished that book, must have been where I started Sea of Poppies by Amitav Ghosh. Forgive me if I am spelling it wrong, I'm just too lazy to look it up. Anyways, it has the best description ever on Barnes and Noble, but it's actually way more boring than that. Or long or something. In any case, I got fed up with it after trying to stay interested for a month, and only got halfway through. I think the last day I read it was the day of the thunderstorm.
So anyways, after that fail, I started English Passengers by Matthew Kneale. I borrowed it from Jordan last August and just never got around to it. It was good interesting entertaining educational fun. I really did enjoy it. Then I let my dad borrow it. He enjoyed it too. All was well.
Thennnn, I did more B&N browsing, and found The Birth Of Venus by Sarah Dunant. I really really liked it. I still don't know how I feel about graphic sex scenes in books, but whatever. I mean, it's just kind of unnecessary. You get the picture, that's all. And it's better to use your imagination I'd say. It isn't a matter of conservatism at all. Anyways, I think I liked this one because I could relate to it more. An artist, falling for an artist. Sounds familiar. In fact, I didn't even realize it was a pattern in my life until I finished this book. Anyways, I think I also really like the Italian rennaisance. It IS after all my favorite period in art. So I found it really interesting. Sadly, though I finished it 2 or 3 weeks ago, I haven't really read too much since then. But also it isn't sad, because I'm having a really great summer. But I better start up another book. Cheers.