This week I read The School of Essential Ingredients by Erica Bauermeister. Usually when I finish a book, I really enjoy the sense of completion from striking another title off my TBR list and moving on to the next. But turning the last page on this one was similar to having dinner at a beautiful restaurant with your closest friends and being forced to leave the warm happy atmosphere too soon. I wasn’t ready. I wanted to linger.
Then, starting the next book- The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao- was like walking away from that beautiful restaurant in a contented little fog and distractedly stepping off the curb to cross the street, only to be hit by a car careening wildly- wait! make that a van, one that’s full of Spanish speaking illegals. Where am I? Who are these strangers and what are they talking about? “Jarring” is the best way to describe it.
Some English words on the first three pages of Oscar Wao that I probably should look up to be certain of the meaning:
And some Spanish words on those same pages that I don’t know or can’t guess the meaning of from the context:
I’ve never read a book with a dictionary on my lap, much less an English-Spanish dictionary, but maybe I should use one this time. Although now that I’m three or four chapters into it, the unfamiliar words are bothering me less and less. I’m growing accustomed to the rhythm of the book.
What about you? Do you look up words as you read, or do you skip over them? Do a multitude of foreign words and place names bother you or do you get used to it?
Happy Sunday! Enjoy the long weekend!