This week has seemed very long, which is odd because I don't remember anything happening. Maybe I wasn't sleeping enough? Maybe it's my micro-novel that I am poking at during NaNoWriNo or whatever this write-a-book-in-November thing is called (mine may turn out to be more picture-book length). Regardless, I'm not sure what I've read. Thank goodness LibraryThing remembers for me.
- Saplings: Four happy children made miserable through good intentions.
- The Name of the Wind: Magician reminisces on his early training.
- Must Love Hellhounds: Four tough women meet strange dogs.
- Ring of Fire: Horses, danger, and True Love, back in the bad old days.
- Grave Secret: Harper Connelly learns a few secrets. I forgot about this one since it went straight to my sister, do not pause on the "read-it" pile.
Bookmarks still lurk in a few library books:
- Serenity Found. Still missing. It wasn't under the couch. Darn.
- The Prisoner Within. I really wish this had been the one I lost. It's still dragging.
- What I Talk About When I Talk About Running. I'm savoring this one. I even went and bought new sneakers just in case I start long distance running.
- Underground. Third book in a paranormal series.
- Sammy Keyes and the Wild Things. Finally a kid book!
- Fairest. I'm grumpy with the protagonist.
- Flint. If L'Amour doesn't kill off the hero, I'll be disappointed. I bet he saves him, though.
- Astroturf. Now we are at gay rights in the space industry.