Slow Reading

I typically plow through books. Whether fiction, memoir, professional development, or self-help, I start, and I keep reading until I’m done. I don’t take a lot of time to process. A few weeks ago at work, I participated in a salon, which is basically a fancy word for book club. As part of the salon, … Continue reading Slow Reading

Gobsmacked

Ducks, Newburyport is a masterpiece. I finished it three days ago and I can’t stop thinking about it. I don’t even know how to describe it. It is the running monologue inside the head of an unnamed Ohio mother of four (transplanted from New England), and it is a single sentence that goes on for … Continue reading Gobsmacked

Restless reading

I adored Jane Smiley’s A Thousand Acres. It was one of the books that made my epic Andrea Reads America reading project worth the effort. I don’t think I would have discovered her book without actively seeking books set in Iowa, and I am very happy I found it. Somewhere recently, I read someone writing about The Greenlanders. I love … Continue reading Restless reading