Long silence. Long books. Also in process, because I need something lighter, a reread of Donna Tartt’s The Secret History which I may not stick with. It seems both creepy and jejune. But maybe I’m not giving it a chance — so much of the reading experience depends on how much time you can spend with a book at one time. The good news is that I’m finding poor Emma B. fascinating, which sometimes happens when you finally get around to reading A Great Classic. You find there are real characters in there.
Anyway, I’ve got a couple of hundred pages left on each of the above so a real post is going to be a couple of days down the road.