Wednesday I finished Hermann Hesse's Steppenwolf. I'd carried it around in my purse off and on for a few weeks working on it wherever. It's one of those books though that I probably would have appreciated more either as an angsty teenager, or perhaps while undergoing a midlife crisis. I'm in neither state so I enjoyed it but don't necessarily think it's an absolute must-read.

Before sleeping in the wee hours this morning I finally finished Possession by A.S. Byatt and did greatly enjoy everything except the huge hunk of letters in the middle that hung me up for so long. Byatt's style still probably isn't my absolute favorite though, but I might again give some of her other books a shot.

I started From Beirut to Jerusalem by Thomas Friedman, but I doubt I'll read it straight from cover to cover.
posted by Kristin Buxton at 2:37 PM