What I’m reading these days:



Thunder on the Mountain by Peter A. Galuszka

One of the many coal mining books I’ve been reading for novel research. Mostly, I’m reading it for the details, but the story here is heartbreaking.









The Complete Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

Because I’ve never read them all before.  And yes, because the BBC Sherlock series got me re-interested. Conan Doyle never met a passive verb he didn’t like, but the stories are engaging and fun, even a hundred years later.









The Guns of August by Barbara W. Tuchman

I picked this up after finishing the Andrew Roberts book on WWII, to get a sense of where that war really originated.  I don’t know that I found that here, but I did find a book that paints a picture of the first month of WWI that I’d never seen before.  No trench warfare yet, just a lot of twentieth century soldiers fighting like it was the nineteenth century.  Sad, and more moving that I expected.







The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Diaz

Recommended by enough people (including Diaz himself when he visited campus) that I finally decided to check it out.  Lovely, passionate writing.








Fools Crow by James Welch

I’m re-reading this one a second time for my American Indian Novel class. Just like the first time, I’m completely in awe of Welch’s world-building.








The Storm of War by Andrew Roberts

An interesting new history of World War II that delves into tactics and strategy without confusing the reader.  (For the most part.)









The Monster at the End of This Book by Jon Stone and Mike Smollin

Currently my two-year-old’s favorite book, though we tend to read it on the iPhone.









The Plague of Doves by Louise Erdrich

Reading this one for my American Indian novel class.  Better than Love Medicine?  I think it might be.









The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien

Re-reading this in anticipation of the first movie in December.  Honestly, I prefer the general quietness of the novel to the bombast of the trailers I’ve seen so far.








11/22/63 by Stephen King

I’ve been off the King bandwagon since whatever came after Bag of Bones.  This one’s got me back on it.









Lonesome Dove by Larry McMurtry

I’ve been meaning to read this for over a decade.  So far, it lives up to expectations.









So Long, See You Tomorrow by William Maxwell

There’s probably no book I love more than this one, which is why I’m just fine with re-reading it in preparation for my Rural American Novel class.

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