Today I got up at 3:30 a.m. to watch the last night launch of the space shuttle from my backyard at 4:14 a.m. What this has to do with what I'm reading is this: I couldn't go back to sleep, so I managed to finish the last chapter of Scarlet Women, by J.D. Christilian, a historical fiction/mystery novel set in New York in 1871. Then I still couldn't sleep, so I picked up Alan Bradley's Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie and actually finished the entire thing in one sitting.
this week coming up: The Weed that Strings the Hangman's Bag, by Alan Bradley A Death on the Barrens, by George Grinnell (to review for librarything ER) Mask of Red Death, by Harold Schechter
Reviews to follow as soon as I suck down some more coffee! But I tell you, it was so totally worth getting up early for.