I’m currently in the middle of reading five books. I was in the middle of reading four, pictured above, and then I went to Barnes and Noble before work yesterday as a morning treat to myself, and ended up buying another two. I’ve already started one. I’m more or less in the middle of all of these four, with the exception of “Writers on Writing,” which I really want to like but am having a hard time getting into. The essays are only two pages or so long, so the tone of each narrative is constantly changing before you have time to adjust, and it’s really jarring. And yes, I’m reading a book about punctuation (“Eats, Shoots & Leaves”), don’t judge me.
Anyway, my to-read list is getting out of hand. I don’t really understand the compulsion to read as many books at one time as I do, but I guess that’s one of life’s mysteries, just like why Tyra Banks consistently picked girls who were “too cutesy” and then berated them for being “too cutesy” in photos. Or why Tyra Banks picked pageant queens and then acted surprised when the girls were plastic-y and rehearsed. Or why Tyra Banks did any of the questionable things she did on America’s Next Top Model (can you tell I got sucked into a marathon this week while JAMAL has been away for work? I had to offset all this reading with something mind-numbing).
I went to Barnes and Noble when they opened at 8am yesterday, and let me tell you, there is something magical and skin-tingly about wandering an empty, just-opened bookstore. There was even someone vacuuming on the 3rd floor as I was browsing. I went in with the intention of only buying “Seven Days in the Art World” and then as I was coming down the escalator, something else caught my eye.
“Paris” by Edward Rutherfurd is a whopping 806 page long behemoth. It’s beautiful. It’s an historical fiction spanning multiple centuries and I knew the moment I saw it I had to buy it. I’m waiting to finish the other five (FIVE! it’s insane!) before I dive into this one, because I have a feeling this will require a lot of my attention. Also, and I know you’re not supposed think this, it has one of the most gorgeous covers I’ve ever seen. So far, “Seven Days” is incredible. It’s an insider’s account of all aspects of the art world, including art fairs, auctions, artist critiques, and art review magazines. I am in heaven.
What are you guys reading these days? I promise I won’t rush out and buy any of your suggestions. If I buy any more books I’ll have to quit my job and sit home and read all day. NEW LIFE PLAN.