I'm typically a one-book woman (old-fashioned that way). I like to get all the way through a story before starting another one, because there's too much gobbledygook in this blond brain to handle multiple novels at once. But right now, I'm breaking all my rules. THE CLEARANCE DEMANDS IT.
I have three books going. Rich Again by Anna Maxted. Delightfully more raunchy than the cover suggests, by the way. Where are my blotting papers?
Commencement by J. Courtney Sullivan.
And Curse of the Spellmans by Lisa Lutz. I'm kind of obsessed with the Spellmans, and Lisa Lutz. Three cheers for wacky lady crime nuts.
I also picked up Belong to Me by award-winning poet-genius Marisa de los Santos. I read Love Walked In, her debut, and I thought it was just the most beautiful book. It's like a biscuit soaked in butter. I have high hopes for the follow up.
And last but not least. Well.
Haters can get in on that glass of STFU, because Bridget Jones's Diary is pretty much the beginning of the time-space continuum for me. It emboldened women to talk openly about their granny panties, body hair and poor sexual decisions. Plus, it's really frekking funny. It's the holy land. I've read this book, as well as the sequel, so many times. I had a VHS TAPE of the movie in college, and for a while no cable, so I just played it on a loop on my 12-inch TV. Every day, every night, until the tape burned out. I'm sad and pathetic, but let's not dwell there.
I realized something while standing in that liquidating Borders. I don't actually OWN the book. No, the copy I wore out belonged to my roommate, Julia. I pilfered her copy all through college and then never got my own. I'm pretty sure she could press charges.
It was $5 in Borders, so I think I just worked a fourth book into my course load. Worth it. Would love to hear what everyone else is reading (all three of you).