Reading fast

Faster than usual, I mean.  Especially lately.  I started A Princess of Mars two weeks ago.  TWO weeks ago.  That’s ridiculous.  Turns out I didn’t really want to read it.  Over the weekend, I got invited to join a book club, but I can’t start the new book until I finish the one I’m reading.  So I stayed up too late last night, racing through it as fast as I could without skimming, and I finally finished it when I got home from work.  I’m free!  And now I can start reading The Snow Child.  It’s a new book, only out in hardcover, so I decided to use this as my Kindle test.  I bought my first Kindle book, and now that I’m free (!), I can start it.  And that is a little bit why I’m not writing any more tonight.  Also because I am sleepy.