Wednesday, July 2, 2008


It's been a long time since I've read a book--especially a novel--where I had to look up words every ten or fifteen pages. The book is The Diamond Age, by Neal Stephenson, which my mother told me to read about 10 years ago (thanks mom! I wish you were here to discuss it with me). It's kind of slow going, thanks to words like "gallimaufry," and if I'm reading and not near a dictionary or my computer, I have to compile a list of words to look up later. It's like I'm back in 3rd grade or something, and leaving the dinner table to look up words I don't understand. But I'm enjoying it.