Bookwise, I have to thumb all the way back to February 1998 in my reading journal to find a time when I did less reading than I managed this month. Back then, I encountered Steven Millhauser's superb Edwin Mullhouse at the same I was dealing with Anglo-American cataloging rules, and that was it for February. This month, after a distracted slog through Muriel Barbery's The Elegance of the Hedgehog, I realized there was no point in bothering with a book until after November 4. I have been totally engrossed in the election. No doubt some of you will be grateful that I've spared you a running commentary on all of that.
But my birthday was this month and so the books kept stockpiling whether or not I was reading.
Adalbert Stifter's Rock Crystal. One of the latest NYRB titles. I have almost a complete shelf of NYRBs by now.
Drusilla Modjeska's The Orchard. I'd not heard of this book before it showed up as a potential read for The Slaves of Golconda; while Jeanette Winterson's Sexing the Cherry was ultimately chosen for our January discussion, this one (suggested by LitLove) looked too good to pass up.
Andrew Crumey's Sputnik Caledonia. I think I heard about this one via Readerville.
Mary Ann Shaffer's The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. My mother-in-law insisted I have this one.
Francine Prose's Goldengrove. Probably the most obvious book on the stack for me to have.
Charlotte Mosley's The Mitfords: Letters Between Six Sisters. Finally out in paperback. . .
Ron Rash's Serena. An Appalachian Macbeth? We'll see.
Nadeem Aslam's The Wasted Vigil. (Review copy)
Alan Cheuse's To Catch the Lightning. (Review copy)
See you on November 5 when I resort to my normal default settings. In the meantime, go vote for Obama.