catch up.
The last month has been pretty eventful. Nothing I’m really prepared to talk about here. Lots of work on myself. It’s all good, or it will be eventually.
I got a Kindle Fire for Christmas and I love it. Today I finally sat down and figured out how to check out Kindle books from the public library. Cool. So far this year I’ve read three books: Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand (read it immediately–go ahead, I’ll wait…), Already Gone by John Rector (not good), and The Confession by John Grisham, which wasn’t bad. I know this is where I’m supposed to say that John Grisham is my guilty pleasure, but I don’t believe in guilty pleasure. I like him and I don’t need to qualify it or defend it. I get tired of snobby book people; can you tell?
The last few weeks at work have been unbelievably busy. I think this week things are going to start settling down. I start teaching again next weekend. I’m not really loving tennis right now and I have a three-match losing streak going. But teaching is fun.
There just isn’t much I want to write here right now. Things are going pretty well, and I’m hoping that the new year will be the start of a positive trend. 2011 was pretty good for me until the last few months, and I’m ready to move on.
I like John Grisham, I don’t think he would qualify as a guilty pleasure. James Patterson – for sure. Maybe I’m a book snob, but I don’t think so. There are just some authors I would never read, but I think reading is a good thing, and better to read Patterson than nothing at all. And there are lots of books that are probably considered to be a higher echelon than Grisham that I don’t read, so maybe I’m a goober, literarally speaking.
I stopped reading Grisham when his books became the same, just different protagonists and different locations. That was years ago, maybe I should try him again? I envy you the Kindle Fire. Being able to download library books sounds like a really good thing.