Wuthering Expectations: Its Origin, Development, Decline, and Residuary Influence

Why, it's my birthday. Two years of Wuthering Expectations. Last year, I celebrated with Wuthering Heights. Logically, this year it should be Great Expectations. Yeah, maybe next year.

Since it's a holiday, you will please forgive the self-indulgence. Sonny Rollins gave one of his great recent albums a great, unapologetic title: This Is What I Do (2000).

This is what I do:

The Hawthorne graph. The Poe graph.

I often think in terms of weeks. Jane Eyre week wasn't bad, for example: books, chronology, fairies, Helen, revenge.

Golem Week was actually only four days long, but seemed to go well.

The 19th Century Yiddish Literature Project wraps up here. And there's more where that came from.

The Big Balzac Blowout begins here and ends here. That was 11 posts. I don't want to link them all. Balzac.

A Watched Plot Never Spoils, and Appreciationism, explained, attacked, and defended.

A year end hobbyhorse: 1807, 1808, 1818, 1828. The story for 1809 will be exactly the same, but that won't stop me.

I prefer Mansfield Park to Pride and Prejudice.

What is poetry for?

The Senegalese reading list might be useful to someone.

My ego is sufficiently well developed that I might just put this post in a permanent sidebar. And yet, I do not actually expect anyone to read any of this. It's an aid to the idly curious. Mostly, despite the evidence of the past week, I write about books. So the second-smartest thing is to click on the label to see what damage I have done to your favorite writer (e.g., STIFTER Adalbert).

The smartest thing is to stay off of the dang internet in the first place.

That title, by the way, is pinched from an actual book that bibliographing Nicole found (see her comments).