- Pohl, Frederik — Gateway (278 pages)
- Clement, Hal — Mission of Gravity (193 pages)
- Benford, Gregory — Timescape (499 pages)
- O'Hare, Mick (editor) — Why Don't Penguins Feet Freeze? and 114 Other Questions (232 pages)
- Dos Passos, John — Number One (218 pages)
- Heller, Joseph — Catch-22 (457 pages)
- St. John of the Cross — Dark Night of the Soul (119 pages)
- Day, Dorothy — The Long Loneliness (286 pages)
- Allen, Ted, Kyan Douglas, Thom Filicia, Carson Kressley, and Jai Rodriguez — Queer Eye for the Straight Guy: The Fab 5's Guide to Looking Better, Cooking Better, Dressing Better, Behaving Better, and Living Better (250 pages)
- Whittemore, Carroll E., ed. (William Duncan, illus.) — Symbols of the Church (59 pages)
- Hardy, Thomas — Jude the Obscure (507 pages)
- Lee, Harper — To Kill a Mockingbird (278 pages)
- Mann, Thomas (Helen T. Lowe-Porter, transl.) — Death in Venice (73 pages)
- Kempis, Thomas à — The Imitation of Christ (165 pages)
- West, Canon Edward N. — Outward Signs: The Language of Christian Symbolism (232 pages)
- Alexander, Lloyd — The High King (253 pages)
- Bellairs, John — St. Fidgeta & Other Parodies (84 pages)
- Endo, Shusaku — Silence (300 pages)
- Moorcock, Michael — Behold the Man (137 pages)
- Pouncey, Peter — Rules for Old Men Waiting (208 pages)
- Davies, Robertson — Tempest-Tost (The Salterton Trilogy) (235 pages)
Page count: 5,063 of targeted 12,500.
Tempest-Tost was recommended to me, because I have been involved in community theatre, as a humourous satire of community theatre. Indeed, as such it sounded interesting.
There were two problems with this: one, the goings-on of the amateur production of The Tempest were very much secondary to the plot; and, two, this theatre group was nothing like any of the nine or more amateur theatre groups I've been involved with. Thus, I can't say it's much of a satire at all of any community theatre I've known.
What it is, rather, is a comedy of manners, with the various stock types quite recognizable. I've never quite, that I can recall, been a fan of the genre. Thus, I found Tempest-Tost difficult to get into. It is amusing in parts, but only one section made me laugh out loud and I wasn't able to latch onto and become seriously interested in any of the characters. Now, this isn't meant to be a knock on the book, really, as it seems to get mostly good reviews; it's just not my sort of thing.
That said, I think I will read on, as most reviews I've read proclaim the second book as the best and funniest of the trilogy. And unless I find Leaven of Malice truly unbearable (and I can't imagine I would), I'll probably finish the trilogy, especially as A Mixture of Frailties treats of a young singer from the Americas who goes to England to study with the world's most renowned voice teachers. I don't think I'd want to miss that.
Today marks the halfway point of the year, yet I am more than a thousand pages short of half my goal. I'd better get cracking!