I was discussing what I've recently been reading with some of my co-workers, and they asked how I managed to find such strange things to read. Really, I just wander through the stacks and take home whatever looks appealing. I have been spending a lot of time wandering through the non-fiction lately, just because I keep finding such interesting things to read. I just watched an interview on Last Call With Cason Daly with Sarah Vowell about how truth really is stranger than fiction, and that the joy of non-fiction is that it doesn't fit into the formula we might expect. That couldn't be more true.
I just finished reading Cleaving by Julie Powell of Julie & Julia fame. Wow. Talk about about a hot mess of a life. She's coming off the fame of Julie&Julia when she starts having an affair that her husband knows about, so he starts having his own affair because neither of them want to leave each other... ok...And what's the best way to deal with all this emotional turmoil? Become a butcher! Seriously. She becomes a butcher. Moving on...
I followed that up with 2 summer reads even though it's not yet summer, but sometimes you need some brain bubblegum. So, I read Janet Evanovich's Finger Lickin' Fifteen, and Joanne Fluke's Apple Turnover Muder because if you are going to read a formulaic murder mystery, you might as well read two of them. They both followed their established formulas.
So now, I am reading His Favorite Wife: Trapped in Polygamy: A True Story of Violent Fanaticism by Susan Ray Schmidt and having horrible nightmares because the whole premise is just too much to even comprehend.
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