I finished The Pilot’s Wife this morning over breakfast. It was…not what I expected. I seem to have lost my ability to judge the tenor of a book or movie. I kept expecting terrible things to happen while watching In America, and I thought this book was going to be mostly about this woman working through her grief. It was, but I wasn’t expecting anything to happen, particularly not the last thing, and I feel like that may be a flaw in the story. Or maybe that was the point. Okay, it’s possible that it was done that way completely on purpose, but if that’s the case, then the flaw is that we didn’t get to know the husband well enough in the beginning. Anyway, I’ll probably give Anita Shreve another try, because I did enjoy it while I was reading it, but, well, you know. I said it already. So. Mindy, this is not one I recommend for your reading list. Ooh, but you should read To Say Nothing of the Dog, by Connie Willis. It’s in the science fiction section at the bookstore, but it’s only tangientially science-fictionish. Dad, that’s one I suggested to you, too, last time you were here.
Anyway, I went from straight science fiction (Dune) to summer, light reading, chick lit-type fiction (The Pilot’s Wife), and since I enjoyed the science fiction SO much more, I decided to go right back to it. I started a book called One Jump Ahead that is about as science-fiction-y as they come (other planets, nanotech, action, spaceships maybe). Well, I can only barely say I started it. I haven’t had a chance to read today, so I’m only on page 4. This was one that Orson Scott Card reviewed favorably, and I’ve had good luck with those. I’m optimistic.
Oops, it’s late. I’m getting up EARLY tomorrow to make sure I can run before work, since i have to get there earlier than usual. And we didn’t run this morning. Because we’re lazy. So no being lazy tomorrow!