Procrastination, as always.

Ah, revision bores me today. I note, however, that I am a lot less whiny about it in my lj this year in comparison to last year. I have less time to fit it all in, and therefore less time to waste complaining, I suppose. I am currently trying to reread Measure for Measure, but keep getting distracted by the clouds in the sky. I find that when I read Shakespeare I derive the most pleasure out of not struggling to grasp the language. I was wondering earlier when I technically learnt to read Elizabethan-era English with relative ease, as I recall spending most years of secondary school explaining bits and pieces of whatever play we were doing for whoever I sat next to in English. I thought perhaps it was the result of putting on Shakespeare productions at my drama group when I was younger, as learning pages and pages of the stuff requires basic understanding at the very least. But it occurred to me later that it was probably the result of my mother buying me Marcia Williams' storyboarded Shakespeare books, complete with lines from the plays in speech bubbles, as I was a great fan of her recreation of Robin Hood and King Arthur. I remember getting out a library book when I was about 8 years old that had a summary of all of Shakespeare's plays in it, and my mum photocopying them for me and laminating them for me to keep. I think they are still lurking around my house somewhere.

Anyway. I'm not obsessive about Shakespeare, but I must admit that every time I read his work I always stumble across lines and phrases and passages that please me.