Books in 2010, 1-5
Most of this group and the next are re-reads. It's been a pretty shit few weeks, and I haven't really wanted to actually have to think.
- Soulless by Gail Carriger: A most awesome bit of kerfluffly goodness. Kerfluffly is so a word, I just made it up, that makes it a word. It means light and fluffy yet satisfying.
- Interpreter of Maladies by Jhumpa Lahiri: One of my absolute favorites, to the point that I've lost count of how many times I've read it.
- The Tao of Pooh: While this is cute, and a nice easy survey of Taoism, it's nothing really special. Mostly I read this as often as I do because it’s so light and easy, sort of like a palate cleanser for my brain, and because I’ve lost my copy of Winnie the Pooh, and until I replace it, this is the closest I can get.
- Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie: Look, I like mysteries, OK? Especially British golden age mysteries. Deal with it. They'll come up a lot.
- Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett: I love Terry Pratchett, and DEATH is my favorite Discworld character. I love DEATH with a love that is pure and obsessive and possibly disturbing. This bothers me not even slightly.