I’m finally reading Cheryl Strayed’s memoir Wild (thank you Powells City of Books for a good discount, plus no sales tax in Oregon, where I was visiting last weekend!). To put it succinctly: it’s wonderful. I’m resenting everything in my life that’s keeping me from reading it all the time. Beautiful, blunt writing about grief, plus some playful and familiar ruminations on the life of the backpacker.


I highly recommend it, and I’m not even done yet.

And I’ve got a new post on Momming! I hope you enjoy that too.

Summer Reading Update

It’s August–where hath the time gone?

I’ve finished Jennifer Egan’s Look at Me and also Cormac McCarthy’s All the Pretty Horses (reviews just went up on Goodreads, if anyone is interested. Friend me! I’d love to read your reviews).

My New Yorker tangle is still, well, tangled. I finally got off the waitlist at the library for Justin Cronin’s The Passage and Cheryl Strayed’s Wild, but unfortunately I was out of town and missed both. I’ve decided I’m extending my “summer” until September at least.

Have you all been reading this summer?