I bought The Funnies by J. Robert Lennon a couple of months ago, and it went into the to-read pile, a stack that gets added to whenever I buy too many books at once. Most of the time those books… Read more ›
I finished Reading Lolita in Tehran, and it’s in my top 3 of the year. I absolutely loved it. So many beautiful thoughts about fiction, and the potential it has in our lives. I don’t have the words at the… Read more ›
So I’ve gotten completely sideswiped from House of Mirth, and probably won’t get back to it for a bit. I hit a total deal on the Lemony Snicket A Series of Unfortunate Events books, and I’m downing them like candy.… Read more ›
So I got distracted part way through House of Mirth by DV by Diana Vreeland coming in the mail. I’ve wanted to read it ever since I saw To Wong Foo, Thanks for everything, Julie Newmar. I can definitly see… Read more ›
I’ve just started House of Mirth by Edith Wharton. I remember starting it before, and I’m pretty sure I put it down because I sensed it was going to be depressing. I’m thinking the same thing about now, but I’m… Read more ›
I just finished reading Life of Pi by Yann Martel, and my mind is spinning as I try to process it all. It’s a beautiful, challenging book and I don’t know that there’s any one right interpretation. But this is… Read more ›
Over the last days I finished Codex by Lev Grossman, the first two Harry Potter books, and Pal Joey by John O’Hara. I want to start Life of Pi by Yann Martel, but need to write about Codex so I… Read more ›
I just finished The Devil in the White City by Erik Larson. It’s about the architect who masterminded the Chicago World’s Fair, and the serial killer who used the fair to lure his victims. More than being about these two… Read more ›
So I finally finished The Sisters: The Saga of the Mitford Family, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. The Mitford girls were such a unique group of people, and the way they each got involved in the political movements of their… Read more ›
I keep getting behind, so I don’t feel like I’m doing each book justice as I write about it. But ah well, here we go again. an underachiever’s diary by Benjamin Anastas: Maybe it was the point, but I was… Read more ›
