It's been a theatrical kind of week, I think, what with reading two plays in a row . . . I'm not sure what put me in the mood for Chekhov and Stoppard, but in the mood for them I was and ended up reading my way through The Cherry Orchard and The Real Inspector Hound. Perhaps it was all that talk about plays and theatre in Tam Lin? Or perhaps I'm just itching to get out and see a good performance of something good? Either way, I enjoyed the reading. But it has left me wanting more Stoppard (if not Chekhov). Perhaps a visit to The Book Depository site is in order? More books seems like a good idea . . .
I've also been enjoying the collection of Holmesian stories in A Study In Sherlock. It's ended up being far more enjoyable than I'd expected. I particularly enjoyed Neil Gaiman's take on the Holmes theme. I keep intending to read more Gaiman and then I get sidetracked by another book or author. This is typical of my reading life. I'm thinking I should become more organized.
Until then ... Stoppard on starting a play:
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