Bit weird that I managed to finish of three books this week, with everything else I’ve been doing, but then again, Oliver Twist was assigned reading. Sadly, I’ll probably re-read half of it over the course of the week since I have an essay due next Monday about it.

  1. Tithe – Holly Black
  2. England, England– Julian Barnes
  3. Oliver Twist — Charles Dickens

I could go into Oliver Twist. In fact, I will, with the essay that I don’t want to write, but suffice to say that I wasn’t particularly thrilled with it, and the coincidences wouldn’t fly in a modern novel.

And jesus, how did I manage to go a whole week without a trashy romance?