I finished Maine, by J. Courtney Sullivan, over the weekend. It sucked. I realized it wasn’t good and wasn’t going to get better about half way through it, but by then I had invested 200 pages and decided to just finish it as I wasn’t going to be able to go to the library to replace it for another two days. I’ve been going through another bad spell of nightmares over the past week or so. Ugh, they are terrible, really terrible. I’ll just wake up from one in a panic, turn over and fall back asleep only to have another, all night long. I’m starting to dread going to sleep. Anyhow, Maine didn’t help matters and seemed to add to the nightmares. It’s full of unhappy people with unhappy lives and instead of everything wrapping up well at the end, the author seemed to try (unsuccessfully) to tie up all the loose ends in the final three pages of the book. I know it’s been on the New York Times Bestseller List and all, but don’t waste your time on it.
Yesterday I went to the library, as I’ve been doing on Mondays. I’m making good progress on my book list for the summer. One of my favorite authors is Sarah Addison Allen. I’ve read Garden Spells, The Sugar Queen and The Girl Who Chased the Moon already. She has wonderful characters, intriguing settings and always throws in just a hint of magic or fairy tale (kind of like a tamer, adult version of Holly Black’s Modern Faerie Tales series). Her latest is The Peach Keeper, and it’s wonderful. I settled in to read last night, and I’m already half way through. If you’re looking for a good, light read that is captivating and ends on a nice note, I highly suggest getting one of her books.
I suspect I’ll be back to the library again this week. I think the next read I get should be something a little more serious, but we’ll see. It’s supposed to be super-hot and humid through the next five days at least. Good weather to lie on the couch reading all evening.