I believe that most of the time you can know pretty good what’s going on with other people life by the books that they are reading.
So, basically this my life at the moment:
From left to right (or top to bottom, if you are looking on the right photo):
>> Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert (translated to Hebrew): I know that practically the whole world read this book already two years ago. For long time I was afraid that this book will try to teach/ lecture me what am I suppose to do with me life, and I prefer to find it by myself. Now that I am reading it I can say that most of the time I don’t feel this way.
>> The Elegance of the Hedgehog by Muriel Barbery: It’s a bit of a shame, but it takes me forever to read this book. I started reading it more than two months ago. This book is so sensitive, clever, and thought arousal, that it’s hard for me to read it more quickly. While Eat, Love, Pray is my “at the pool book”, this book is more of “my bedtime book”.
>> Getting In: A Step by Step for Gaining Admission to Graduate School in Psychology by the APA (=American Psychology Association). I believe it’s clear enough why I’m reading this book. NOT a sheer pleasure.
>> Le tout petit fantôme by Kay Winters/Lynn Munsinger
>> Une patte dans le plâtre by Charlotte Sjöstrand: As part of my attempt to learn French (here), I decided to borrow some books from the children department in the library. It is still way too hard for my knowledge…. Nice illustrations, though
Do you feel that your reading list defines you?