Today is October 22. It is Tuesday, not Monday. Oops.
This year so far, I’ve read 59 books. I still haven’t adjusted my book-a-week goal and may not; I may just keep reading and see where I end up. It’s not as if I really need any motivation to read a lot right now; I’m desperate to dive into my ever-growing pool of to-read books!
I’m actually not currently reading anything, because I just finished this book:
The Astronauts Wives Club is nonfiction and tells the little-known story of what it was like to be married to astronauts during the 1960s. It is arguably not very well-written (there are too many women and too many unconnected anecdotes thrown in toward the end, like an unorganized box of snapshots) but I found it fascinating. I’m a fan of things about history that most people don’t think about, especially when it is written very accessibly, as I rarely have mental energy these days to really work at a book. I don’t suppose I was surprised to find the astronauts depicted as pretty childish.