I’ve been book hopping like a mofo lately. I got into a bit of a funk waiting around for the ToB short list, and have since abandoned everything I *was* reading either to DNF-land or later-land. I’m starting to get back on track. Whew.
I’m a ways into The Underground Railroad audiobook, and so far so good. I’m taking a quick detour to listen to My Name Is Lucy Barton, since my ticket came up at the library, and it’s short at only four hours. I’m getting the feeling Elizabeth Strout and I just don’t get on well, because I can’t bring myself to care one iota about any of the characters. (Which is the same problem I had when I listened to The Burgess Boys). So you had a rough childhood, so you and your mom have been estranged, so you’re sick… meh.
In print I’ve just started reading All The Birds In The Sky, and it’s definitely too early to tell. The story is intriguing so far, but the writing feels a little stilted. We’ll see how we get on once I’m into it a bit more.
At the last minute, I was invited by my bestie to a bookish event at my favorite local indie bookstore, and I’m so glad I went! Clinton Kelly, after releasing many “lifestyle” books, has recently come out with a book of personal essays entitled I Hate Everyone, Except You. I haven’t read it yet, but thought it would still be fun to go see him, especially since What Not To Wear got me through my college years (even though it sounds like he didn’t really love being on that show all that much, and I can certainly agree that the show has problematic features). I managed not be *too* terribly awkward during the book-signing-and-photo situation.
This past week also brought us Obama’s farewell speech… anyone else cry like a baby? I know I can’t be the only one. The only time he let the audience go on and on in a fantastical display of clapping and cheering, was for Michelle. What a guy.
It’s Monday, What Are You Reading?