And Other Summer Business
Joshilyn’s book tour visit to the Bay Area and my house is over, and I am MISSING HER madly. We had super-fun, she worked like a dog, a very pretty and brave dog, and there might have been a bit more drinking than usual around here. She posted an amusing recap of some of her eating experiences here, and in the video at about 28 seconds there is a short cameo by my youngest.
On the Stelara front, I am now CERTAIN that it’s been working, because as my next Shot Day approaches, it’s wearing off. My hands are beginning to fall apart, and the arthritic part of this stupid thing makes walking a cranky business. But! Thursday is my next shot! (Oops, that reminds me to call the doc and make sure it’s been shipped to them, brb.)
The only side effect I’ve experienced so far from the med is head-smacking fatigue for a few days after the injection. I plan to spend the 4th of July weekend reading in bed while my family enjoys some seriously massive family festivities (cocktail party in the city, catered softball game, country-club dinner.) I don’t feel sorry for myself when there is such good news to report.
For those bed-days with books, I am begging for recommendations from you, dear readers, and in exchange, I’ll offer up some of my old favorites and a couple of new ones, too, in every genre that I enjoy.
2. Gilead, by Marilynne Robinson a slow, sweet gorgeous story. There is a retelling of the same story by another character, but I haven’t read it yet.
3. Backseat Saints, Joshilyn’s new novel, a fast, funny, and brutal story of a woman on the run, beautifully and tautly written.
4. Name of the Wind, by Phillip Rothfuss, a new voice in fantasy, his writing is a cut above the genre. (Ooh, when I went to Amazon for a link, I saw that the second one is out in hardcover. Squee!)
5. Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien. If you haven’t read it, or started it and couldn’t finish, give it another try. Once you get used to the archaic form he (intentionally) uses, the language is lush and the story timeless.
6. C. A. Belmond’s A Rather lovely Inheritance, A Rather Curious Engagement, and A Rather Charming Invitation. They are all the story of Penny Nichol’s mad-cap adventures as a newly-made heiress. The style is reminiscent of a 1930′s screwball comedy film with Katherine Hepburn or Carol Lombard.
7. The Way of All Flesh by Samuel Butler, a biting satire of Victorian mores and parental repression that had me lolling for reals. A++, would read again. I have an ancient copy I bought at the White Elephant Sale.
A caveat: I went to the Dublin, CA Barnes and Noble this morning and marched up to a lovely, smart, and kind salesperson there by the name of Julie, and asked her “What is your favorite genre? What do you like to read?” I confess that I do that now and again, because why would one want a sci-fi rec from a romance reader, or vice versa?
She was very forgiving of my impertinence and saw a copy of Persuasion (Jane Austen) in my hand (our copy was loaned out and never returned. I actually like it when that happens. We’ve bought four copies of The Secret History.)
After the explanation of my stringent literary requirements, she presented me with a couple of Georgette Heyer novels (mysteries! Who knew? I haven’t read Heyer since I was thirteen) that I hadn’t even heard of, a couple of excellent YA novels and two retold fairy tales. And that will last me about two days. NOT ENOUGH.
Okay! What are your recs, plox! I’m in urgent need of FLUFF, fun but not crappy, luscious but not literary, something I can read with half a brain, because that’s the most I’ll have for a few days.