For several years now I've kept a list of the books I read, thanks to Linda's suggestion. I like to include a brief summary of the plot then my opinion of the book. In January Linda and I exchange lists, and we each get some new ideas for what to read. Yesterday I noticed I've read 21 books since I arrived in Phoenix on March 3. What? How can that be? Well, each week I spend 4 hours in a plane, 1-3 hours sitting in an airport, and I usually read while eating breakfast and lunch. At home I would read the SF Chronicle with my cereal but here it's a book. So perhaps it's not so strange after all. Most of my selections are fiction, often mysteries, and they go pretty fast.
This morning I started Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen. I do not think this one will go fast.
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