Look what came in the mail today! Bless you, Amazon.com. This is my copy of the final book in Kim Harrison’s Hollows series. I’m so excited to see how things turn out for Rachel, Ivy, Jenks, Al, and Trent. I’m also sad to see them go. I can’t make up my mind if I want to drop all my other reading assignments and start this one now, or if I should start my PAT CONROY MONTH!!! selection for this year, The Prince of Tides, or start my Numbers Challenge selection for this month, Umberto Eco’s The Island of the Day Before, or if I should read something else entirely. The fact that it’s already nine days into our favorite author’s special month makes me think I should tackle The Prince of Tides, despite the fact that it causes me physical pain to look at the cover. It’s a movie tie-in cover, which I absolutely hate, and hated in 1992 when I bought this book, but at the time I was so desperate to read/buy everything Pat Conroy had ever written that I sucked it up and bought it. And what I suspect annoys me the most is that the book was about so much more than the romance between Nick Nolte and Barbra Streisand, I mean Tom Wingo and Susan Lowenstein, and yet there they are on the cover of my book, naked in profile. Blech. I’ve considered buying a new copy more than once.
I mean, look at it. It’s just awful.
But I digress. I’m definitely going to read The Witch with No Name soon, maybe between The Prince of Tides and The Island of the Day Before. I have twenty days left in the month. Surely I can get through 1639 pages of fiction in twenty days. Oh, and the last 70 pages of The Childhood of Jesus. No problem. (I’m kidding. There is no way I’m finishing all of these books before my twenty-year high school reunion on October 11th, let alone by the end of the month.)
I’ll have a final review on The Childhood of Jesus by Thursday. It’s going fine. Coetzee is very readable, and I’m enjoying it, but I still feel like I’m missing something.