And now for something completely different.

I’ve actually had a hard time finding a book to keep my interest recently.

My current bed time books are Vellum: The Book of All Hours by Hal Duncan, Labyrinth by Kate Mosse, and The Great Influenza: The story of the deadliest pandemic in history by John M. Barry. All three are good, but none of them have yet engrossed me (though Labyrinth is getting there.)

I’ve also started and put right down several other books, including:
Proven Guilty (The Dresden Files, Book 8) by Jim Butcher (Harry was really annoying me), The Coffin Dancer (A Lincoln Rhyme Novel) by Jeffery Deaver (I wasn’t really in the mood for reading about people getting gruesomely killed), Whose Body? (Lord Peter Wimsey Mysteries) by Dorothy L Sayers (I read a forensic thriller last week–all I could think was “he is totally contaminating the crime scene”), and Shadows in the Darkness (Changeling) by Elaine Cunningham (Is there going to be boinking in this book? I don’t want to read any boinking right now).

So none of these were what I was in the mood for. Which meant I was all the more impressed that Mister Monday pulled me in immediately, since nothing else has seemed to be doing that right now.

Now I have to see if any of those will pique my interest, or if I’ll I should pick up another book on the pile: Bloody Jack: Being an Account of the Curious Adventures of Mary “Jacky” Faber, Ship’s Boy (Bloody Jack Adventures) by L.A. Meyer, 30 Days Of Night: Three Tales (30 Days of Night) by Steve Niles & Jeff Mariotte, The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon, and The Banquet of the Lords of Night and Other Stories by Liz Williams.

Unless of course I pick up one of the other unread books lying around the house…