The first four-hundred-or-so pages of Don Quixote have been an adventure. Always fun, increasingly beautiful, and so unapologetically ridiculous. It's required school reading and I kinda thought it'd be painful and dry, so, pleasant surprise there. ^^
Phantastes is like a pretty, long-forgotten dream you had when you were very little and knew how to play-pretend that the ordinary held a secret sanctity, because it did. It makes me want to dig up my Hans Christian Andersen... or wander off into a wood and get hopelessly lost.
What are you reading right now?
