Happy weekend

That’s it from me for the week. Annie Reid takes over most Fridays, and she’ll be around tomorrow if her WASP Holiday (TM) has run its course.

Thanks to your book recommendations — which I’m slowly digesting, responding to, and saving for a massive post — tonight I handed A. copies of Jane Eyre, To Kill a Mockingbird, and the Philip Pullman His Dark Materials trilogy. I’ll let you know how it goes.

Last night she and I lay side by side on the fold-out couch her with our separate books. I polished off Jean Rhys’ exquisitely tragic Wide Sargasso Sea, a retelling of Jane Eyre that focuses on the madwoman in the attic rather than Jane and the older Mr. Rochester. A friend has been urging me to pick it up for months, and now that I’ve heeded her advice I’ll be evangelizing to everyone I know.

A. read City of the Beasts, my impulse choice in the middle-grade section at a local bookstore last week. (Until then, I didn’t know Isabel Allende wrote for a younger audience. I wonder how many readers of literary fiction, puzzled by their children’s love for Harry Potter, seize on the Allende titles after picking through a hundred preteen fantasy novels with similar dark forest images on the cover.)

Have a good weekend.


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