Sunday Salon: the book pile - my chaotic reading
Here is the sad state of my reading pile at the moment. These are just some of the books I am currently reading.
Men and Dogs by Katie Crouch (read one chapter - great writing style, desperate to read more);
The Water Theatre by Lindsay Clarke (read a couple of pages - beautiful writing...);
Finch by Jeff VanderMeer (managed to read a couple of chapters because it was so intensely gripping, but unfortunately was interrupted - now desperate to read the rest of this too);
Louis Pasteur by Patrice Debré (this is 'research' and therefore work, but an inspiring and fascinating read nonetheless - I'm about a quarter of the way through);
Women of the Silk by Gail Tsukiyama (also 'research' but also a big pleasure - couple of chapters in);
Noble Ways: Lay-bys in my life by Roy Noble (an hilarious read about growing up and being grown up in Wales - I keep picking it up, reading a bit and giggling);
The Interrogative Mood: A Novel by Padgett Powell (an innovative novel composed of questions, intellectual and strangely addictive (I couldn't resist posting response here) - about three quarters of the way through);
The Voyeur by Alain Robbe-Grillet (great writing, and anxious to read this after enjoying his book 'Jealousy' so much);
Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert (I've read the first couple of chapters but I actually think I shan't finish this book just because the type font is so tiny it is an effort to read. I think I might try and read it again when I get a Kindle).
And then there's The Wind Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami (don't know how far I am through this as I am listening, when I can, on audio).
So that is the state of my reading at the moment. It is feeling a little out of control, and my aim today is to finish at least one of these books. I wonder if anyone else feels like this - and I'm also wondering if the Kindle will make things better or worse.