I don’t know if it is the heatwave or what but I am entirely uninterested in reading right now. I have slipped into that mode where sudoku and minesweeper are more interesting to me and sitting and staring into space on the Metro doesn’t seem like a waste of time.
I have about five things going right now and none of them are holding my interest.
The Spoils of Poynton by Henry James (about 30 pages in)
Frost in May by Antonia White (about 75 pages in)
Lucky Jim by Kingsley Amis (about 5 pages in)
Good Evening Mrs. Craven by Mollie Panter-Downes (about 100 pages in)
It might be that I just haven’t found the right book for the moment. I think my problem is that I may need something contemporary. Everything on my plate right now is a little on the antiquated side.
So, what should I read?
Here are the parameters:
1. Published in the last five years (that is recent for me).
2. Action takes place in the present.
3. Nothing that requires a lot of suspension of disbelief (no magic powers or time travel).
4. Something kind of light, maybe even fun, but not necessarily funny.
(No, that picture isn’t me.)