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Jun. 12th, 2002 10:16 pmI'm reading this book -- "The Last of the Cape Horners", written about the last of the great square-rigged sailing ships, before steamships became the transport default. The entire book is taken from diaries and books written by the people who crewed these ships, and cover, more or less, an entire sea journey from England or America to Australia, then continuing around the world back home again.
This book is boring.
It's annoying, cuz it sounds so much like what I like to read. I must have read dozens of books about sailing and ocean voyages in the last year, from solo round-the-world, to fictional and non-fictional WWII accounts, to explorations, to disasters, to races... I dunno, it's just something I'm in to. Some folks like stamps.
What's even more annoying is that the book, very occasionally, gets really interesting for a couple pages. It captures my attention and I'm drawn in. Then the editor, as if preternaturally sensing my interest, picks another topic and things get boring again. I don't even know why it's boring. The book discusses sailmaking, rigging, accidents, weather, fires, disasters and rescue, wading around in bilge with the rats...all things that sound like they should be exciting, or at least informative.
I'm off to have a little glass of single-malt, place it by my bed, and pick up the book again. We'll see if things get interesting, or if I'm asleep by the second page.
This book is boring.
It's annoying, cuz it sounds so much like what I like to read. I must have read dozens of books about sailing and ocean voyages in the last year, from solo round-the-world, to fictional and non-fictional WWII accounts, to explorations, to disasters, to races... I dunno, it's just something I'm in to. Some folks like stamps.
What's even more annoying is that the book, very occasionally, gets really interesting for a couple pages. It captures my attention and I'm drawn in. Then the editor, as if preternaturally sensing my interest, picks another topic and things get boring again. I don't even know why it's boring. The book discusses sailmaking, rigging, accidents, weather, fires, disasters and rescue, wading around in bilge with the rats...all things that sound like they should be exciting, or at least informative.
I'm off to have a little glass of single-malt, place it by my bed, and pick up the book again. We'll see if things get interesting, or if I'm asleep by the second page.
