I'm in the middle of my craziest summer. We sold a house, bought a house, and moved, and then of course decided the next week would be a good time to go on a week-long trip to our nation's capital. That was also the week I started my final three courses for my MLIS degree, and now this week is my comps week, when I write 4 big essay questions so I can graduate. DH had another load to grab from our old homestead (his shop has taken at least 6 loads with a big trailer plus a full pickup) and this time brought the farm dogs. We are out in the country still, but not in the boonies anymore - we have neighbors across the street. So the dogs are forced inside by mean-old-me, thus, I'm up blogging at 12:30 a.m. Oh and did I mention I start my new job in 15 days?
I did find time to go to a "discuss books group" - not a book discussion group - which was lots of fun. We all talked about some of the books we've been reading lately. One group member had a very long list of books that she's read since last month. Very motivational! I thought of a few books to mention - The Caretaker of Lorne Field, e.g. - but I am going to write the ones down and do better. Once I get done with my classes in July, I'll definitely have more time to read for pleasure. Even with my new job - but of course I need to model reading, don't I?
My most recent book:
I'd never read Lupica before, but I hear it's a big change from his normal sports fare. It was hard to put down, but I'm disappointed in this the same way as I was with The Ghost and the Goth - the book was so clearly made to be the start of a series. What is so wrong with writing one book and leaving it at that? I know, I know, as a writer, why wouldn't you want to milk that cash cow? But as a reader, just once, I'd like to read a new book that has a nice tied-up ending. (Carl Hiaasen does this for me, and I know he'll write another book! Just because he's done with a character doesn't mean I'm done with him as a writer.)