Still Reading ...

It's been a while since I've shared my latest reading endeavors (which have been few and far between, but efforts nonetheless).

A couple months ago, my book club read Gabi's pick, Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout.  This book is made up of a series of intertwined short stories.  The common thread in each story is, of course, a woman by the name of Olive Kitteridge.  I loved her character because at times, I despised her.  Maybe that doesn't make a lot of sense.  I guess I'll just say she was so well written: very vulnerable and real.  At certain points during the book, I was disappointed that I wasn't given more information about particular short stories, but I had to remind myself the the point of the smaller stories was to tell Olive's larger story.  I hope I'm not confusing you.  Pick up this book; you'll read it in a couple of sittings.

To pass some time, I read a brainless - yet enjoyable - book called The Godmother by Carrie Adams.  I bought it because it was $4.98 at Half Price Books, and although I knew what I was getting into as far as little depth to the content, it turned out to be worth the $4.98.  The book takes place in Britain, and I enjoyed the language and humor that is different than our American wit.

Our current pick, made by Allison, is A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith.  I haven't made too much progress yet, but I am far enough in to say that if you haven't read this classic, it's time.  I don't know how I avoided it all these years.

I'm on the docket for next month's pick, and I already have my book selected.  It came upon recommendation from one of my former KC book club friends and teaching partner, Christine.  Sorry, but I can't divulge the title here before I reveal it to the book club girls over breakfast in a few weeks!