I just realised that it’s been a while since I’ve reviewed any already published books.
Sometimes people gape at me when I describe the books I’ve read outside of work. “You mean, you can still read?” they ask.
Of course I can still read. Reading is what I do–not only for a living, but because reading is living. I read while I cook (which may explain why I never learned to cook properly), I read while I eat, I read while I put makeup on in the mornings getting ready for work (this may explain why I never learned to apply it properly), I read while walking on the way to the subway, I read on the subway (if I’m not knitting), etc. I have even tried–unsuccessfully–to read while taking a shower. If I don’t have anything to read at the table, I will resort to reading the nutrition panel of cereal boxes. If–heaven forbid–I finish my book before my subway stop, I will read the flap copy of the book of the person sitting across from me, the AM New York articles over the shoulder of the person sitting next to me, and failing all else, I will read the We This Expensive Law Firm Have Won Lots and Lots of Suits So Hire Us ads above the windows.
So I owe you a few reviews. Expect in the coming days reviews for:
- GOING BOVINE by Libba Bray
- RAMPANT by Diana Peterfreund
- EXTRAS by Scott Westerfeld
- HUMMINGBIRDS by Joshua Gaylord
- THE GIRL WITH THE DRAGON TATTOO by Stieg Larsson
Busy, busy, busy little JJ!