In an unfortunate turn of events, I left my Paul Auster trilogy along with my iPhone at Denise's after book club. She was kind enough to meet me half way. Excitedly walking back with Auster in one hand, the iPhone in my other, and a head full of thoughts, I took one badass fall on a patch of black ice. So watch out for that black ice.
And let's make our next book pick. Fiction or non? Anyone have a book they're dying to sink their teeth into? I promise next time I'll make a flier, kind of like Obama sipping on some Pinot, but maybe not as inspiring.
Let's blog, shall we?