It’s a readathon!

I had much fun doing this last year, and this time around I don’t have any family visits/events getting in my way!

I’ll be reading:
Salman Rushdie’s The Golden House (probably finish it, as I’m already on page 185/380)
Maggie Stiefvater’s The Raven Boys
Leslie Feinberg’s Stone Butch Blues (a pdf of the ebook can be downloaded for free from her website)

For back up I have the weekend newspaper (I don’t look too strictly at the readathon rules for a reason), plus the seven Express Service books I’ve got on hold (among them Son of a TricksterManhattan BeachYou are a Badass). Pretty sure I have these 24 hours covered. Is it weird that I’m a little bit nervous about this?

10.30:
I’ve got tea, a book and silent surroundings. Here we go!

12.30: 

“It is a large apartment and to be alone in it feels like being a fly buzzing inside a bell. I hear the echo of myself and it is not a sound I love.”

The Golden House isn’t such a story you long to read, but binds you in such a way that it’s hard to put down. Still, a laundry break.

14.30:
Page 249 and 250 are just a summary of Trump’s actions pre-election and they just baffle me again. Bubbles, indeed. Like mentioned on Twitter I got distracted by the fancy kitchen I’m house-sitting in, so still on The Golden House, just started the final part. It’s becoming …dense. I might have to take a break after finishing it. Hey, I still have to tomorrow 10.30 anyway, right?

15.30: 
I finished the book, and was right about needing a bit of a break, although I think that could definitely because I’ve just been reading for a few hours in a row. It’s funny how right now there’s absolutely no appeal to checking Facebook, Twitter and the rest of the Internet. I like to stay in this the read – the reader bubble. I think I’m lucky that both of the planned following books are very different (subject wise) from The Golden House, but I don’t know which I feel like right now.

19.30: 

What mattered was that it was the kind of fight that’s so painful it takes the top layer of skin off your heart.

For such a heavy subject (the abuse of the LGQBT community in the past century), Stone Butch Blues is a very quick read. Or maybe just enticing, or both. I’m 145/347 pages in.

22.30: 
And the first twelve hours are gone. I have six chapters left, the endless abuse, pain and emotional distress of Stone Butch Blues is slowing me down a bit. If I’m honest, I also got distracted by two episodes of Brooklyn Nine-Nine. Tomorrow is a new day!

09.00: 
I woke at eight, finished Stone Butch Blues just now. How can one person go through so many things and still survive, but also, possibly — still live? It might not have been the most positive start of the day, but I’m glad I read it. Just no clue yet how I’ll review it.

10.30: 
And here we are again. Maybe reading twelve to eighteen hours (I like sleep) in one go is too much, but the thing I like most about these readathons is how you allow yourself to disappear in a book. As mentioned before, that for hours I don’t care about social media and the internet, and try to add my book to whatever thing I have to do (laundry/cooking). I love to read, and with the right book I can easily read several hours in one go. I wish that feeling upon many (casual) readers.

 

 

Readathon: live

14:00 hours life happens when you’re busy making readathon plans: we’re leaving two hours earlier than expected. Read? Newspaper. I’m taking my book with me, but not great at reading in the car. This might turn out to be a eight hour readathon.

16:00 hours

22:00 hours back home, read about forty pages. Book is weird enough and versatile enough to probably easily get me through the next hours. Going to read until I reach the last fifty pages: I need something left for work – traffic transport this week.

24:00 hours I started reading at 14.15: page 45. Now, at 23:45, I’m at page 149. Little over a hundred pages in ten hours is nothing in my book, but as I might have been reading less than two hours in those ten hours ..not that bad. I’m taking the book to bed, in case I wake up somewhere during the night. I wonder if I will dream of art deco movies on Venus because of it.

10:00 hours Page 175, good morning. It’s been ages since I read in bed, instead of just grabbing my tablet to check on ONTD. I guess this readathon – although I’m participating on the amateur kiddie level – helps you move your focus back to reading. And I say this as someone reading up to eight books  a month.
I underestimated my book keeping skills. No, not administration-wise (though I don’t think I do those too badly either), but books kept to read. I realised I still have Zen & The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance lying around. It doesn’t call to me at all, but it takes the brake off of my reading of Radiance. Approx. four hours for 260 pages, let’s see how this goes.

12:00 hours Now my stubborn streak strikes. Page 260 and I want to be done with it, finish this book in the next two hours so I don’t have to look at it again. The randomness of it (collected stories, scripts, interviews) make it both easier and harder. I don’t have to follow one plot line, but that means there might not be one satisfying conclusion either. I read on.

14:00 hours And that’s it. Done. In the end there was kind of a conclusion, just maybe not the one I thought of to be a possibility. Reviewing Radiance is going to be a challenge. The readathon, even though I felt like I participated in the smallest way (no challenges, friends, donations added), was fun. A throw back to the time of staying up late, waking up early, walking into the restroom with your book – all because reading had to be done. So yes, I’ll probably be around for the October edition.

Readathon

Whoever thought that this was a good idea. Tomorrow is Dewey’s 24 hour readathon, and in a moment of I-don’t-know I signed up for it.

Anyway, I am allowed to start at 14.00 hours local time, and after that it’s just ..reading, I guess.
I have 400 pages left of Catherynne M. Valente’s Radiance. I read her children’s book The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making and am very curious about her ‘adult’ writing.

In the evening I’ll go indoor skydiving for my mother’s birthday, but if I need more to read/have more time to read, I have the ebook Every Heart A Doorway. This was a free download earlier this week at Tor.com, and I couldn’t resist. It’s also just a novella, and what’s another 100+ pages?

Am I going to be reading through the night? Very probably not, but it still means that I’m going to need something to read until two o’clock Sunday afternoon. I have the latest volume of Saga left, and I always re-read the previous volume, so that’s a chunk. If life still hasn’t eaten away my reading time, I have a manuscript left: 80.000 words. Surely that will get me to two.

Let’s do this, I’ll keep you updated!

 

 

P.S. it being the weekend, I also have a fat weekend newspaper with two appendixes and a magasine. Sounds like a back up to me!