Happy May, I guess. It’s supposed to rain for a week. I know we need it, but…blech. I would have guessed I didn’t read all that much in April, since I sewed so much, but I ended the month with nine books read. As always, asterisks indicate a book I really really liked.
The Year of Living Danishly, by Helen Russel
The Liars’ Club, by Mary Karr *
The Little Red Chairs, by Edna O’Brien*
The Hours Count, by Jillian Cantor*
The Luckiest Girl Alive, by Jessica Knoll
The From-Aways, by CJ Hauser*
The Man of My Dreams, by Curtis Sittenfeld
Why We Write About Ourselves: Twenty Memoirists on Why They Expose Themselves (and others) in the Name of Literature, ed by Meredith Maran
Nine Inches: Stories, by Tom Perrotta
Back to the sewing for me! And reading. Under a blanket. Sigh.