It's Monday! What Are You Reading?

So for reasons, for the last two weeks I've had an unusual amount of reading time. Let's just say sometimes when you work as a background actor, "working" can mean "waiting", and you can be waiting for a very long time indeed. Anyway I had basically a record amount of time to read. I finished Babel Tower almost right away; then I decided to just take the next random book off my shelf and read it. That happened to be Nancy Mitford's Love in a Cold Climate. I finished it. The next random book on the shelf was Skylark, by Dezso Kosztolanyi; it was an NYRB Classics I'd collected a while back (collecting is the right word for those books; I used to kind of just pick them up all the time). I read that too.  Both of them were a solid 3 stars.

I also finished Samantha Irby's We Are Never Meeting in Real Life and started and finished Aziz Ansari's Modern Romance. The Irby was definitely my favorite. The Ansari was more sociology than comedy, and although I enjoyed it and learned a lot, as a 40-something married woman I guess I'm not too worried about Tinder and the like. But it was fun.

So after all this binge-reading, what am I reading now? Well.

I'm taking a break from random books on the shelf and picked up my galley of Alan Hollinghurt's latest, The Sparsholt Affair, coming out next month. It's about a group of gay men and their families through the years, specifically about David Sparsholt, a golden boy of World War 2-era Oxford and his son Johnny. It's so beautifully written- you can always rely on Hollinghurst for a beautiful style. It's a pleasure to read.

I'm also taking a break from my graphic nonfiction and focusing solely on The Luminaries. I'm almost to the 500 (out of 800ish) page mark. It's great. It's about secrets and lies among gold-diggers and fortune-seekers of late 19th-century New Zealand.

(I actually finished all of my graphic nonfiction except for the 8-volume Buddha series, which I still intend to read this year.)

At the gym I'm still on Renoir: An Intimate Biography, by Barbara Ehrlich White, an excellent and highly readable bio of the famed Impressionist.

In audioland I'm between titles. I may start Jen Kirkman's I Know What I'm Doing---And Other Lies I Tell Myself. It would be the second memoir I've read recently by a woman with a title implicating herself as a liar, the other being Whitney Cummings' I'm Fine And Other Lies. Why do this? Anyway rant over. Or I may start Ben Greenman's Dig If You Will the Picture, about Prince. My pal Peter Berkrot is the narrator so there's that incentive. We'll see.

What about you? What are you reading this week? I'd love to know.