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Booking Through Thursday: What's on the bedside table (and other places)


What books do you have next to your bed right now? How about other places in the house? What are you reading?

Literally on my bedside table right now are The Brothers of Gwynedd Quartet (I’m steeling myself to read the second book in it, but I’ll wait to do so after Memorial Day weekend). I also have review copies of Indu Sundaresan’s Shadow Princess and Sloane Crosley’s How Did You Get This Number, both books that I’ve read and written reviews for, and which I need to reshelve at some point when I’m not feeling lazy.

In the bookcase next to my bed, I have about a hundred books to read (a full list can be seen here). A few of these are review copies (including a LTER book that I need to get around to reading and reviewing sometime soon), but this upcoming weekend, with the holiday and all, I really only feel like reading fun stuff. I’m thinking some Mary Stewart, or Elizabeth Chadwick, especially To Defy a King. Currently, though, I’m reading the 15th book in the Morland Dynasty series, The Reckoning—also, another one of those fun reads. It's really and truly time for summer to start!

Comments

Have you seen the book trailer for HOW DID YOU GET THIS NUMBER? - with the bear holding the phone number?

It's very clever! I haven't (yet) read the book.
Danielle said…
I broke down and bought the next three Pargeter books--bought the actual individual paperbacks because I hate to say it, but I can't bear to drag that big book around with me. The print drove me crazy and I think that was part of the problem I struggled so much with it. The next book has about 350 pages and I'll be starting to read this week, too. This has sort of put me off taking review copies....

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