I started Peter Rushforth's A Dead Language yesterday and I'm already more than 200 pages into it. I wish I could devote the next day or two to it completely, but real life says I can't.
Finished Dominic Smith's the beautiful miscellaneous Sunday morning. Remember when I asked back in the spring if there were any competent proofreaders left in publishing? Now I have to ask the same about editors: Smith's protagonist helps drive a car cross-country; a scant 22 pages later he drives the car back alone, claiming he "hadn't driven a car since an automobile safety class during [his] junior year." Pay attention, people.
Was thrilled to receive an ARC of Haven Kimmel's latest. It may have to cut line instead of waiting for me to finish the Summer Reading Challenge.
The new Harry Potter will be cutting line as well; to avoid spoilers I may resort to going off-line until I've finished it. I'd intended to reread all the Potters before the release of Deathly Hallows, but the tbr list is just to long to justify it. We didn't pay for free shipping, either, so who knows when it'll be delivered.
I am totally obsessed with I Can Has Cheezburger?