“I was a thirty-two year old woman who had everything and nothing going for her. I had a good job that was theoretically fascinating, but it consumed my hours and days and gave me almost no personal satisfaction.”
— Sundays at Tiffany’s, James Patterson
The quote above is from the book I reviewed for this Sunday’s column. Funny what jumps out at you on a busy Tuesday afternoon when you’re trying to finish a column. “Theoretically fascinating” is how I would describe my job. The rest of it is also getting there. Except for the 32 year old part. I still got a couple of years before I get there.
Nice book, by the way. The kind of fiction I’d write back when writing actually was fascinating instead of just theoretically so.
Here’s a book stack of stuff from the last few months. Two of my newest purchases (including the abovementioned book) are already out on loan. Here’s some of what’s left. I forgot to include the pile I got from Book Castle.
Donna Tartt – The Little Friend
Koji Suzuki – Ring
Koji Suzuki – Spiral
Koji Suzuki – Loop
Marisha Pessl – Special Topics in Calamity Physics
Wilbur Smith – The Quest
James Patterson – Sundays at Tiffany’s
Alice Hoffman – Seventh Heaven
Alice Hoffman – Turtle Moon
Alice Hoffman – Second Nature
Andrei Codrescu – The Blood Countess
Caleb Carr – The Angel of Darkness
Quite a haul and would have made quite an impressive photo, except I don’t really care right now.
I’m also plurking, because I’m social-networkly promiscuous like that. Click on it. You know you want to.
Currently reading Marisha Pessl. Currently listening to Jakob Dylan and Gavin Rossdale. Currently bitter.