A book jumped into my tote bag in Borders the other day. There's no other way to explain how I almost walked out of the store without paying for it.
Yes, I'd grabbed it from its table, yes, I'd perused it and written it down as a "must read" in my Moleskine, yes, it's purple, and yes, anything that elaborates on "a year of magical reading" has to be a good thing.
I found it in my tote bag after I went back to the cafe to find it; I'm a good cafe citizen, and always put my books away. Clearly, this book needed a home...mine. It certainly won't be lonely there.
An interview on the author's blog, Nina Sankovich's Read All Day, includes this advice:
There is no need to read from The Western Canon. Find what you like to read, sit down and indulge yourself, and the rewards will come.
Today, by the way, is Bloomsday. Have you read Ulysses? I haven't. In fact, I don't even want to. Once upon a time, I thought I had to read certain books in order to be truly literate. I'm no longer under that delusion.
So what am I reading now? All of the Sookie Stackhouse novels. I'm absolutely glutting on them, and enjoying every moment. (One kept me company at a medical appointment the other day, and I appreciated being in Charlaine Harris's hot Louisiana instead of that waiting room. It was so cold in that waiting room ... by the end of three hours, I was wrapped in 4 blankets and still shivering, but I also was in Louisiana. That is the magic of reading!