Xury is going to die soon.

Two blogs in one night. I know what you're thinking: "he must be bored". Maybe a little.
I had my first day of class this morning. Synopsis: OH CRAP. Haha.
I was only able to keep one class this semester. Times are tough but I feel pretty secure. I think it is a "deer in the headlights" kind of secure. Eh, time will tell.

So the one class I'm taking satisfies an ethnic/diversity credit I need. (These phantom credits keep popping up in advisement sessions). It is a high level English course. I could have taken another history class but I couldn't do that to myself again. I find it very boring, or have been taught the subject by boring teachers. Anyway, this class is on The Development of the Novel. Right off the bat it sounds like a lot of reading. I was prepared for that. I already knew that it involved 8 novels- heck, I like to read, so why not?

Well...(deep subject I know)
The syllabus we received in class today was daunting. There will be a lot of work involved.
Call it divine intervention or a "lesson to be learned" that I can only take one class, either way here goes.

This is my reading list for the semester.

• Daniel Defoe, Robinson Crusoe and J. M. Coetzee, Foe: A Novel
• Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre and Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea
• Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary and Julian Barnes, Flaubert’s Parrot
• Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway and Michael Cunningham, The Hours

If you have any insight about any of these works in general, do tell.

First up- Mr. Crusoe.
On page 28. So far I like young Xury: Crusoe's "ship" mate.
Don't spoil it for me, but I think lil' Xury is soon to be toast.

Good thing my magazine subscriptions are up- no time to read by choice.

*Small warning- I'm going to be talking about this until May.*
Sorry.