I posted my “accomplishment” in this blog back in early October in regards to finishing the book “Cold Mountain” by Charles Frazier. I finished it after a, um, nearly 7 year period (gulp). I think I might have broken the world record for the longest period of time to read one meager book. Looking at it that way, it really was quite an accomplishment.
I wanted to post an update on this whole thing. It’s now almost exactly 3 months later and…wait for it…I’m starting my fourth book since finishing “Cold Mountain”. Yes, that’s right; I’ve read three books since then. I think this clearly goes to show that “Cold Mountain” and I simply didn’t get along.
To add insult to injury, I watched the film version of “Cold Mountain” only a couple weeks after finally finishing the novel. It turned out that I had interpreted the entire ending of the book incorrectly. After watching the film, I went back and reread the ending. Oh, is that what the author was trying to say, I thought to myself. At least one reviewer stated that the style and verbiage of “Cold Mountain” was "spare and eloquent, a panaroma that the author stills long enought to make a portrait...". For me personally, I just wish the author had come out and told us readers what the heck was going on without hiding it within so much poetic obscurity.
I guess we’ll see how long this new novel reading kick lasts. As long as I avoid any of the Stephen King books post “Pet Sematary”, I would think I should be okay.
