Really, I'm still reading. I had to give up on Rita Nakashima Brock's and Rebecca Ann Parker's Saving Paradise, as I couldn't hold it with my bum hands. It's heavy!
Meanwhile, I've gotten back on the fiction pony. Book #49 was P.D. James' The Lighthouse, which I picked up at Borders in Traverse City while visiting Snowman, after the Great Kindle Smash-Up of 2008. I haven't read James since Devices and Desires, and I really enjoyed it. I've always liked Adam Dalgliesh, one of those irresistible detectives (he writes poetry, is a preacher's kid and solves crimes, too!). I'm dipping back into her other titles now, and they all seem to be available for the Kindle.
Book #50, after the refurbished Kindle arrived and I could reload my previous books, was The Story of Edgar Sawtelle by David Wroblewski. Really, really beautiful writing. It felt risky; I love dogs, but books about dogs always make me cry. It turned out to be much more than a book about dogs, though it really IS about dogs in a major way, and I loved it.
Book #51, also on the Kindle, took me back to another beloved detective, Lord Peter Wimsey. I downloaded one of the early Wimsey books by Dorothy L. Sayers, Whose Body? Sayers' books are a delight, and although my favorites are those with Harriet Vane, this had the advantage of costing exactly $1.59.
I must admit to feeling some paranoia when handling the Kindle, or more precisely, when transporting it. I certainly was not engaged in careless activity when I fell while holding it. It's good to have the refurbished model, which looks like new. I've had a rough week where the wrists and fingers are concerned, so I am particularly appreciative of the way it keeps me reading.
What are you reading these days?