It’s with utmost sadness and a broken heart to announce that my 11 years as Seraphina Reads are over. I have started SR back in New Year’s Eve of 2008 to be a place for MG and YA reviews, to serve authors, and speak about my favourite novels.
Yesterday, April 14, blogger.com decided it is enough for SR journey by blocking any attempts of signing in. I shall not shade tears upon my lost years, yet it is my time to move on; I have been blogging for the market, but not for myself. I have tried to please the world but not my heart; this is no more.
Glacier Mellow is where I feel safe and content, I would like to share some review requests and tours over it -side by side the academic atmosphere- with my voice not for the market.
I would like to expand nerdiness of my soul over GM; as being a fan of graphic novels and would like to share analyses of my latest watch list.
Life moves on and this is the correct choice for my age, it’s time to explore different aspects of my soul upon one place because there are already bind within my mind.
My upcoming writings will include Analyses to Mary Shelly’s Franknastine and A Christmas Carlo; Sketching the essence of insanity within Netflix’s Alias Grace (part five and six).
Moreover, I would like to share my failer to continue reading Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes for the 2019 Chapter-a-Day Read-along, yet I plan to finish it alongside the next book; The Count of Monte Cristo.
Since I am a part of the 2019 Chapter-a-Day Read-along, I started reading Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes, which is 134 chapters; to keep the exact successive days, One Catholic Life counted the prologue to Part 1 as a chapter (and will do so again at the beginning of Part 2), thus the actual narrative starts January 2.
Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes is a story of a man who has become so fascinated by reading chivalric romances, that he determines to become a knight-errant himself. In the company of his faithful squire, Sancho Panza, his exploits blossom in all sorts of wonderful ways. While Quixote’s fancy often leads him astray–he tilts at windmills, imagining them to be giants–Sancho acquires cunning and a certain sagacity. Sane madman and wise fool, they roam the world together, and together they have haunted readers’ imaginations for nearly four hundred years.
With its experimental form and literary playfulness, Don Quixote generally has been recognized as the first modern novel. The book has had enormous influence on a host of writers, from Fielding and Sterne to Flaubert, Dickens, Melville, and Faulkner, who reread it once a year, “just as some people read the Bible.” (Goodreads)
Thus being as dreamy as the Don, I have lost my sense to the humour of Miguel de Cervantes. The fact of experiencing glee from a classic novel is merely new. Experiencing the fanciful poems by fictional characters, which they wrote for a fictional character, is a joyful occasion; because I have always dreamt what shall my favourite characters think of my acts. Will they speak of my chivalry and pride? or will they mock my childish acts? Thus a story about following the steps of glory as your heroes will consistently be close to my core existence.
Yet within the Prologue de Cervantes reflected his fears of not bringing a realistic or a philosophic story of great citations and references. He asked the reader to be gentle and to appreciate his work. Hence the wonderful time I took to reach Ch.3 (I have lost myself in his words). Though, I will respect the reading timetable and spread my word and reviews as they were already planned.