Thanks! I finished Wyrd Sisters this morning and it was great. I’ll definitely be lining up some more of these.
From the Wikipedia link:
I must see this series immediately. To the internet!
The Backwash of War – free on Kindle and at Gutenberg – nonfiction, written by an American nurse who served in field hospitals in France during WWI. Bitter, ironic, sarcastic, angry, sad. Highly recommended.
Currently reading some essays collected by Christopher Morley.
Having a hard time finding a novel to get into after the excellent The Sojourner. Everything I pick up feels light and fluffy.
Agreed! And if you wouldn’t mind PM-ing me when you find it, I’d be very grateful!
5 years, good heavens. :eek: I just saw a promo for it on the Beeb or SkyTV a couple of weeks ago in London! Maybe they’re re-showing… and it’ll be on an iPlayer somewhere.
I finished Shavetail this morning.
Alas, I cannot remember who mentioned it first, but thanks!
Stephen King has often fallen into the same trap.
I never made it to the later books in the series, for reasons mentioned earlier 
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Me, and you’re welcome! 
I’m rereading A Tale of Two Cities. I’d forgotten how absorbing it is.
Thanks yet again!
SpazCat, since you liked The Perfect Storm have you read The Fisherman’s Son by Michael Koepf? I read them around the same time and almost liked it more.
Also, if you want to read another Kerouac book, his The Dharma Bums is about a kinder, gentler time in his life. Kind of.
A collection of short stories I was really taken with, and I think I’ve posted this before, is The Southern Cross by Skip Horack. They’re set along the Gulf after Hurricane Katrina and are plain-talking and captivating. Although I liked them all, Caught Fox and The Redfish stick in my mind.
I’m headed to the library with list in hand gleaned from this thread. 
I’ll have to add The Fisherman’s Son to Mt. ToBeRead. Maybe my oldest BIL has it. He has a lot of fishin’ books (including Moby Dick which he has read. In another life, he’d be out on a boat for months at a time.)
As for Kerouac, my current thoughts about him can be summed up in two words: one is a short, guttural syllable. The other is “him.”
Finished Phnom Penh Noir, a collection of crime short stories and even rap songs set in or near the Cambodian capital and edited by the Canadian writer Christopher G. Moore. Good, but it somehow falls just a tad short of Bangkok Noir, also edited by Moore and which I’d read immediately prior to this volume.
This week I’ll start The Litigators, by John Grisham.
I read that a few months ago: I liked it, but then I tend to like Grisham.