…but instead I have the crazy days!
With a stack of ILLed work related books in front of me, all bringing various levels of nownownow with them (not to mention articles to read and books to review…), I’m feeling an urge for lazy hazy hammock breezy days to immerse myself in escapist fiction!
The urge to dive into a good novel has not been ameliorated by the fact that my campus book group has begun discussing books to select for discussion next semester, and my inbox is full of intriguing titles, like the back-in-print Egalia’s Daughters and Swastika Night, the never heard of The Hearing Trumpet, and The Euguelionne: A Triptych Novel. Long favored authors like Lois McMaster Bujold, Sheri Tepper, Sarah Zettel,and Elisabeth Vonarburg have books under consideration as well.
To top off all that temptation, I finally picked up my fiction box that Amazon failed to deliver before my vacation trip. and am thus faced with four books enticing enough to get me to lay down some money for them (I only travel with owned paperbacks, and leave behind finished books in the airport). There’s book 2 of a Jane Lindskold series I just discovered and fell for, and a dark-ish book by a new author (C.S. Friedman’s Feast of Souls) I decided to try out. There’s the long awaited final book of Zettel’s Isvalta novels, and taunting me, harassing me, demanding I bury it in the yard or pick it up and read it? Pratchett & Gaiman’s collabaratory Good Omens
They’re just going to have to wait for dog days of August. Or rather, I’ll have to wait till then.
wish me luck!
