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The summer reading list has finally taken shape:
L'etranger, Albert Camus
The Myth of Sisyphus, Albert Camus (he and I share the same birthday, November 7 - how cool is that?)
The Poetics of Space, Gaston Bachelard
Literary Theory (An Introduction), Terry Eagleton
and I'll also make my first serious foray into the realm of Derrida and Heidegger.
Additions to the list:
100 Years of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Slowness, Milan Kundera
On Laughter and Forgetting, Milan Kundera
the entire 8-book series of Anne of Green Gables, Lucy Maud Montgomery

Since I can't afford to travel this summer, I've happily settled for the provincial image of myself under a tree in rec park, wearing a skirt, probably eating an apple, with a very good book in my hand. In this image, I also am probably not listening to music (in order to keep intact its quaintness), and probably ignoring my book at intervals in order to lazily watch tennis balls and long legs as they arc to and fro on the courts. I'll probably also try tennis once again, but only once (my legs are short).