The house is clean. The apples have been picked. The stack of books lie in wait. Tomorrow is Dewey’s 24 Hour Readathon, a blogging event I took part of at its inception, now faithfully carried on by Andi and others.
Included in the stack above, from the bottom up, are:
Doorways of Paris by Raquel Puig
A Column of Fire by Ken Follett
The Scarred Woman by Jussi Adler-Olsen
Behind the Eyes We Meet by Melissa Verreault
Dance By The Canal by Kerstin Hensel
Melville, a novel by Jean Giono
The Nakano Thrift Shop by Hiromi Kawakami
Picnic at Hanging Rock by Joan Lindsay
Sweet Potato by Kim Tongin
Buenos Aires Noir edited by Ernesto Mallo
Not once have I read for the full twenty-four hours, and I’m sure I won’t tomorrow. For one thing, it is my husband’s birthday, and my parents are coming to help us celebrate. So at some point in the day I will need to make spaghetti and meatballs for dinner.
But, all the time before, and all the time after, I will be exacerbating the pain in my tailbone by reading as much as I possibly can. When I must lie down, it will be with the audio version of Kazuo Ishiguro’s Remains of the Day, to which I am listening as I drive to school each day. It is remarkable.
And you? How will you be spending the weekend?