...I asked for it.

I asked all of you to tell me what to read. I did it to myself. This is what happens:

(Well, I drew a pretty picture of my brain and had it labeled and everything, and right in the frontal lobe, there was a picture of the words "KA-POW!" written in bold, friendly lettering to symbolize my upper cognitive skills imploding with information, but 1. Paint program isn't working too well and 2. Blogger isn't working too well, so you don't get to see the picture, but it was funny).

My brain is exploding. I have eight (count them 1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.) books waiting for to be read. I have read four in the span of five days. I am eating them alive, and my, they are good.

Good Reads:
The Tooth Fairy by Graham Joyce
Assassin's Apprentice by Robin Hobb
and
Son of a Witch by Anthony Maguire.
There were two others but I've returned them to the library and/or put them on the Fritz Fiction Shelf in the office. One was
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Mark Haddon (worthwhile but not completely satisfying) and
You Shall Know Our Velocity! by Dave Eggers (too much like Jack Kerouac. I HATE Jack Kerouac, no matter how cool it is to like him).

But I'm drooling, now, because of the brain implosion/explosion, and have no head for normal, daily tasks. I blame all of you,and praise you, as well.

I've had very little time for blogging. The books will not permit me to leave their sides. I'm a hostage of literature. Sue me. Thank you, again, for your suggestions. I am following through, and trying to read every single one of 'em.