Calm yourselves, if possible. Book chat has begun, as has your literary enlightenment.
Kate gave me a most delightful book for Christmas. First of all, isn't it marvelous when someone can select books for you?? ... books that you love and would have selected for yourself. Oh, what a delight! Holy Fools is by Joanne Harris (Five Quarters of the Orange, etc..) and would tempt me with its title alone. It is set in 1610 France and is chock-full-o-nuns, magic and a delicious dash of sensuality. Religious mania mixes with showbiz to produce a truly unique novel that gets 4 bubbles out of 6 on my read-in-the-tub scale. Not to mention, the Denver Post liked it, too.
Now on to Death of An ordinary Man by Glen Duncan (I, Lucifer)~ OK, read this. By all means, posthaste. This book is on my list of all-time favorites. I love it... LOVE IT. I would marry it if it asked. I'm waiting... Afterall, this book spoke to me... it might ask me. I can dream, yes? There are parts of this book that will stay with me for a very long time, like beggar lice on knee socks. just read it, okay? 200 irridescent bubbles and a towel-pop !*!
Currently I am reading Prep by Curtis Sittenfeld, which already is dear to me because of the author being a gal with a guy's name. I feel for her. Guess what? It is set in a New England prep school. 78 pages into this book I am finding it quite good. Funny, tender and occasionally astonishingly accurate...
I have always found the times when another person recognizes you to be strangely sad; I suspect the pathos of these moments is their rareness, the way they contrast with most daily encounters. That remind that it can be different, that you need not go through life unknown but that you probably will-that is the part that's almost unbearable.
... 'Nuff said. Go read something... in the tub.
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