In case anyone was thinking I came to my senses and found something ‘better’ to do with my time, no I am in fact still reading my local library. I currently have 36 books checked out, out of which 14 are books I picked up because they were on the shelves I am currently working on reading. I have just 1 nonfiction book right now from the 100’s in the Dewey Decimal System, a philosophy book called Socrates Cafe , by Christopher Phillips. I would have checked out more, but I was in a hurry and didn’t want to hunt down the kickstool to get the books down from the top nonfiction shelf I ought to be starting on. The first shelf I am starting with, just after the books on cars and other not really readable books that always are at that first end of the Dewey Decimal shelved nonfiction section, is of course on UFO’s and other paranormal phenomena. I read most of the books in that shelf back in ~1988-90, but of course since then the books in the collection have changed a lot. But, I at least don’t have to read all the Edgar Cayce and Ruth Montgomery books again, once I get to their shelf. Have you read those? They’re interesting .
In fiction the books I have on my stack, unread, include
- Collision, Jeff Abbott
- How the Garcia Girls Lost Their Accents, Julia Alvarez
- Let the Games Begin , Niccolo Ammaniti
- Heart of Aztlan , Rudolfo Anaya
- Zia Summer , Rudolfo Anaya
- The Hotel Riviera , Elizabeth Adler
- The Absent One , Elizabeth Adler
I have a few more, but these give you a pretty good idea as to what I am reading. Although, to be honest, I also have a lot of other books checked out, plus books I borrowed from my siblings, and books I have received from publishers or from Goodreads giveaways. I wound up having to leave my bookbag at Mom’s tonight with the 2 books I was reading, and I have enough to read in the meantime that it doesn’y matter much that I can’t be reading those 2 books tonight.
What have I actually been reading this week? I read Erin Morgenstern’s The Night Circus this week, and loved it. I wish she had more books written and available like this one, because I didn’t want to reach the last page of this book. I loved the idea of the creepy, sinister circus in Ray Bradbury’s Something Wicked This Way Comes and Morgenstern’s circus is like the even creepier older sister to that creepy Bradbury circus, with a time-altering bonfire rather than a time-altering carousel, and no lightning rod salesman.
I also read Anna and the French Kiss , which was not bad, but just a bit too shallow and insipid for my tastes, and Last to Know , by Elizabeth Adler, a murder mystery that turned out to be pretty good. The review quotes on the back cover made me nervous, because they suggested that this was a romance and a mystery combined, and after Anna and the French Kiss, I didn’t want a romance. Thankfully there is not much romance in this novel. I also just tonight finished Crossing the Line , by Frederique Molay, which was not billed as a romance but which definitely had a few sex-scenes mixed in. Adler’s story included a love interest who was in Paris, pouting about the fact that her fiance was a detective dedicated to his work, and of course Molay’s book is set in Paris because the author is French and her detective series is set there. So, I had a very French theme to my week. I feel like now I ought to be brushing up on my French (which is againg growing rusty from non-use).
Next, though, is a Russian book, Mastering the Art of Soviet Cooking. I’ve read a few pages so far, and would be hooked if my feet weren’t too cold. Once I get tucked into some warmer blankets with a nice hot cup of tea, I’m sure I’ll be finishing this memoir in one sitting. I also am reading another book on food, an ebook copy of a book that came out in the UK in 2013, A Curious History of Food and Drink, by Ian Crofton. It is also likely to be one I’ll finish tonight, but only because there is not as much to it. This one is a bunch of very brief, blurb-like trivia about food. It is organized on a timeline, and has some interesting vignettes in it, but I find it unsatisfying to the point of boredom. I suppose it could be a good coffee table book or something to read while sitting on the toilet, but for dedicated reading it’s not one I recommend so far.
What are you reading?