Shocking Admission: I have not read a complete novel for fun ALL SUMMER.
No - that's not true - I read one my mother-in-law lent me at the cottage because it was a library book and I had to finish it.
I've been slowly plodding through The Mists Of Avalon most of the past two months, without any real impetus to finish it. After all I've read it many times before. The first time I read this huge tome of a novel I stayed up all night locked into the story.
Friends recommend books and I think: That's on my shelf. Or Sounds good! Sometimes I even purchase them and they sit unread on a shelf that is too full already.
I made a list of books to re-read - books I know I have loved before. But I haven't got to them.
Heck, I saw the Giller Short List and recognized none of the books. I didn't even know Jane Urquhart had a new book out!
It's a sad, sad thing.
It's not that I haven't been reading. As a fiction editor, I've been reading lots of books. But picking up a new book and devouring it the way I always have in the past...it has evaded me of late.
Until today. Today I have found the remedy:
The Exile is the graphic novel version of Outlander, told from Jamie's perspective.
I think I can manage that.
I'm pretty sure I can manage anything with Jamie in it.