8am: Started reading Pippi Longstocking, my first Read-A-Thon read. 8:15: Taking break (hoping this isn't indicative of day's attention span). This is my first Read-A-Thon. The wee BIPs are not home for the weekend (but I'm sure they'll want to participate in the next R-A-T). We'll be taking notes, mentally
Sherman Alexie's Indian Killer Grand Central-Hachette Book Group, 1996 Isn't it funny (funny-dumb) how the simple act of putting a book on a list can transform the idea of reading it from a pleasure into a chore. Even when you're the one listing it? That's what happened with me and
Michael Winter's This All Happened: A Fictional Memoir House of Anansi, 2000 Gabriel English was also the protagonist of Michael Winter's short story collection One Last Good Look. I realized this after I had finished this novel and felt a little badly. As though I'd arrived significantly late for an
Daphne duMaurier's Flight of the Falcon (1965) Penguin, 1969 Virago Modern Classic No. 516 Did you notice that I was complaining about the female characters (and their complete and utter uselessness/sexlessness/vixenishness) in The Birds last week? Oh, I admit, that made me a bit nervous. I was really wondering if
Virginia Hamilton's House of Dies Drear Illus. Eros Keith Macmillan, 1968 Hard to imagine a house with a more troubled past, historically speaking. For years I have confused Virginia Hamilton's award-winning novel with John Bellair's The House with the Clock in its Walls (which is also, by the way, a
