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Oh my gosh, I just read that one of my favorite authors, Bebe Moore Campbell, died. Apparently she had brain cancer. She wrote a book called Brothers and Sisters that I've read and re-read probably 3 or 4 times, it's a novel about race relations that takes place in Los Angeles in the aftermath of the Rodney King riots. It's so weird, too, because tonight I was looking through my bookshelves trying to pick something new to read, and I noticed a book of hers called 72 Hour Hold that I haven't read yet, and thought to myself that I would have to pick it up soon. She was only 56 years old.
It's so ridiculous that I couldn't find anything to read...I have hundreds of books, and probably about 1/3 of them are unread. When I get Advance Reading Copies from work (aside from the ones I read for my Random House rep) I usually just set them aside and don't read them. I also buy certain books for the purpose of just saving them. I can borrow books from work at no charge, so those are the ones I generally read, not the ones I own. I do this in a never-go-hungry-again state of mind, figuring I won't always work there (well, who am I kidding, I probably will) and when I don't, I will have this treasure trove of reading material.
And yet, tonight there just wasn't anything I felt like reading. Wahh. My husband tries to be helpful but, as a non-reader unless it's something instructional, he just doesn't get it. He was saying "Why don't you read your Onion book?" Well, because every year when the new Onion book comes out, I read it cover to cover...I'm done with it! Then he will say, "I bet I can pick something...the book I pick will be the one you'll want to read!" and he goes over to the shelf and just points at one, and it's always something lame like a mass market mystery that I have little interest in and only got because it was free, or tonight, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn--which is one of my favorite books--but I take that one out once every couple of years for nostalgia's sake, it's not something I want to curl up with right now. Oh well. I think I'll go watch a really bad movie instead: I Tivo'd "When A Stranger Calls" yesterday. (The newest one, not the one from the 80's with Carol Kane.) I heard it sucks. Well, my attention span isn't that sharp right now anyway, so it will be perfect.
It's so ridiculous that I couldn't find anything to read...I have hundreds of books, and probably about 1/3 of them are unread. When I get Advance Reading Copies from work (aside from the ones I read for my Random House rep) I usually just set them aside and don't read them. I also buy certain books for the purpose of just saving them. I can borrow books from work at no charge, so those are the ones I generally read, not the ones I own. I do this in a never-go-hungry-again state of mind, figuring I won't always work there (well, who am I kidding, I probably will) and when I don't, I will have this treasure trove of reading material.
And yet, tonight there just wasn't anything I felt like reading. Wahh. My husband tries to be helpful but, as a non-reader unless it's something instructional, he just doesn't get it. He was saying "Why don't you read your Onion book?" Well, because every year when the new Onion book comes out, I read it cover to cover...I'm done with it! Then he will say, "I bet I can pick something...the book I pick will be the one you'll want to read!" and he goes over to the shelf and just points at one, and it's always something lame like a mass market mystery that I have little interest in and only got because it was free, or tonight, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn--which is one of my favorite books--but I take that one out once every couple of years for nostalgia's sake, it's not something I want to curl up with right now. Oh well. I think I'll go watch a really bad movie instead: I Tivo'd "When A Stranger Calls" yesterday. (The newest one, not the one from the 80's with Carol Kane.) I heard it sucks. Well, my attention span isn't that sharp right now anyway, so it will be perfect.