Let it not be said my reading list is as lazy as my physical self. Summer, the only thing that can work is my brain, so I may as well make the most of it.
Flight Behaviour by Barbara Kingsolver - top of my list. As with Mantel, I enjoy that Kingsolver works on an ambitious scale. Lacuna didn't grab me 100% but I admired the attempt.
The Ordering of Love - New and Collected Poems by Madeleine L'Engle. Never read a L'Engle poem in my life. Hopefully the spirituality contained therein is of the Mary Oliver variety, because if it's churchier, I won't last out the book.
Light in August by William Faulkner - a re-read for no particular reason other than seasonality. And rigour.
Summer of My German Soldier by Bette Greene - How I ever missed giving this to Lucy to read - she who has read every war novel written for children - I do not know. We shall remedy that this summer, although the book is too young for her now.
The Summer Book by Tove Jansson - a re-read for a particular reason. I love this book. Reading it is like inhabiting the breath of summer, of memory, of childhood.
Gift from the Sea by Anne Morrow Lindbergh - not sure why. Just felt in the mood. Another re-read.
There are two books of the amusing variety coming out in January, both of which I plan to read. Ian Rankin has a new one - I read these not so much for plot but for the main character - my favourite city, Edinburgh.
And a new Flavia de Luce mystery is being anticipated by both Lucy and I.
|Absolutely had to choose this picture. Notice the frizzy hair ?|