As we dig out of almost a foot of late winter snow, I’m reading furiously.
I have less than two weeks to finish books I’m leading discussions on at work. The King Must Die: A Novel, by Mary Renault for our noon discussion group and And Then There Were None, by Agatha Christie for our new mystery group. The Christie book will be no problem. I really enjoy mysteries, and there’s few better than Christie. The Renault book is another matter. I’m having real problems getting into it. Maybe it’s the book, maybe it’s the dreary weather we’ve been having, but I just can’t seem to get going. Even my boss says it’s a good book.
Time to buckle down and force myself to read. You gotta do what you gotta do.