When I realized that there were only two months left before the end of 2016…
When I realized that my “currently reading” list in Goodreads has *only* 8 books… (who am I kidding that I can read 8 books at the same time? I still have only one brain and 2 eyes)
Then I knew I had to be realistic. I don’t mean to finish every book by any deadline, but my brain is just too all over the place, and frankly, some books are more appealing to me than others right now.
Among those that are very very appealing to me, I have numbers: 11.22.63 to be precise. I fell into this huge book by Stephen King and I’m about one third in. I listen to it on audiobook during my morning commute. Let’s just say I don’t really enjoy the dark, chilly mornings in deserted streets. People have raved about it, I’m probably the last one to rave about it but it’s so. so. good. Except the vivid descriptions of… Hmm, perhaps you just ate, so I’m going to spare you.
Among those that are appealing to me, but read in small increments, I’ll name “Paris to the moon” by Adam Gopnik. It’s good, and accurate, and a wonderful observation of my fellow countrymen. But it’s also aged (it was published in 2000) and I don’t feel the urgency.
Among those that I need to drop for now, I am sorry to mention Liane Moriarty’s Little Big Lies. I had such high expectations about this author (this is my first book by her), and this book’s first 150 pages are not meeting these expectations. I know this author is big, and so many people in the blog friends have said good things about this book, but I’m not really into it. I’m not crazy about the dual timeline and I just don’t connect with the kindergarten mommy crowd. I never was part of this crowd in real life, so they are just too foreign, and too catty for me. So I’m going to let this one go. Perhaps just for a few months.
What are you reading these days? What are you *not* reading?