Well another week, another book finished. I finished The Other Woman, by Therese Bohman, which I thought was a really well-done literary novel about an affair between a young woman and an older married man. From my perspective it was almost painfully psychologically accurate, and the ending was so undramatic and realistic it came as a surprise. I really was expecting something completely different and was very happy to be wrong.
I started Cotton Comes to Harlem, by Chester Himes, for my crime book club. It's interesting. Honestly so far it's not really my thing and I'm struggling to be done by Wednesday. I'm one of those picky crime readers who only likes what she likes, and hard-boiled isn't on the list.
I picked The Madonna on the Moon, by Rolf Bauerdick, out of my TBR pile last week for subway reading. It's set in a fictional Eastern European country in 1957 and about what happens when a teacher expresses a political opinion in opposition to the reigning government. It's part coming of age, part political fairy tale.
Finally I tried to start reading Escape from Camp 14, by Blaine Harden, at the gym, but then I lost my copy after I read the first two chapters. I don't know what I'm going to do about that. I really want to finish. Maybe I'll try to find a used copy. I won't borrow because what if I lose that copy too? Sigh.