read read read
I miss Douglas Adams and all the books he would have written. The other night when we had to go to the ER (M. messed up his hand when a piece of the new ceiling tried to fall on our heads – it’s getting better now) I brought Adams’s book Last Chance to See for in case there was a long wait. Even though I’m in the middle of other books. That one was right for the occasion. If you can call it an occasion. Such a great book.
I miss Primo Levi and I’m still mad at him. The Periodic Table is essential reading.
I’ve finished some more books recently but now I don’t know what they are. I’ll have to go home and look at the stack.
But wait! Here are a few (I cheated and looked at the in-progress list).
Blindness (Saramago) — a crazy book.
the pleasure of my company (Martin) — pat but good — I don’t have a big problem with happy endings. Now I’ve got to read Shopgirl.
And! A couple of Augusten Burroughs items. Magical Thinking, which was funny and great and which caused me to immediately seek his other stuff, and so Running with Scissors, which was funny and depressing as all get out. So glad my mom isn’t crazy.
Will hear the rest of Angels and Demons on the next drive to and from the Oregon coast. Lucky we are, we get to go there for Christmas.