I had brunch yesterday with fellow fast reader Alissa and Carey, who shared such astute insights into Brothers K. The time flew by, as it does when readers get together and get on the subject of books. It was such a pleasure to spend time with people who are as passionate about reading as I am. I got some book recommendations (I think I will be checking out Michael Chabon’s newest) and got to rave about mutual love for authors like Tolstoy and George RR Martin.

Later, at a barbecue, I met another woman who is a poet, and since she is also connected to me and Alissa and Carey I think that we’ll be making such conversations a regular occurrence.

This weekend I read another one of those brand-laden YA chicklit books that I get so many of for work. They depress me.