Sadly, I didn’t actually finish any books this week. I felt I needed a break from all the Romances, and I had the misfortune of attempting Mason & Dixon by Thomas Pynchon. Which, also sadly, exhausted me to the point that I fell asleep. Between it and Ulysses by James Joyce, I’ve never had to work so hard at understanding what a novel is trying to tell me. I was so exhausted by the book that I didn’t even notice I had left it at work over the weekend.

I did get to go to the bookstore this weekend, and picked up four new books–well, three new books and an old favorite. I just can’t turn down Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austin, and I picked up an annotated version that I am enjoying immensely. The other three books were all from different genres, and one is non-fiction, so I have a bit of a varied reading list heading into the summer.