It’s Called “Being on ‘Fie-yah’”

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I’m not entirely sure what’s causing it, but for whatever reason, I am a rock star with reading this month!  I’m talking: BOOM book done.  BAM another book read.  KA-BLOOW chapter closed, novel FIN.  I am reading books in rapid succession.  One after another, lined up like tin cans on a hillbilly’s front porch.  And my RADD is no where to be found.  I am focusing on one book at a time, devouring each with complete concentration.

I hope I can keep this momentum going.

Right now, I’m working my way through the Drunk Lit Book Club‘s first selection: The Imperfectionists by Tom Rachman.  I hope those of you participating have been able to locate a copy.  I am enjoying this book immensely, simply because I love character studies (I’m not sure what the technical term is), and love books that conglomerate the narratives of several different characters at once.  Arthur’s story pulled at my chest in a way many authors often fail to do.  Hardy’s story makes me want to shake her and scream for perpetuating every unbelievably accurate stereotype of an intelligent woman who chooses to settle with a deadbeat rather than face the world alone.  I’ll leave further commentary to the comments section of the June 2010 Book Club Selection Page, because I don’t want to spoil anything for those of you who have just begun the book.  Curious, though: as anyone tried “The Journalist” drink, yet?

All right, I’m off to read.