I really have to stick to *non* fiction at bedtime. Much less chance of the dreaded looking at the clock to find it's suddenly 2:30 am when I have to get up for work at 6 am. Man, that was painful.
*REALLY* good book, though-- Jane Yolen's
Briar Rose. It's pretty intense, I thought. Although I'll admit I have a hard time with Holocaust stuff- it always seems frighteningly *real* to me somehow. (My theory is that I was probably in a concentration camp in my last lifetime.)
But now I think I need a nap before tonight's Moot.