Well, as reported earlier, I've been reading a lot of non-fiction for kids. My favorite so far is a book for upper middle grade/ jr. high kids called The Nazi Hunters by Neal Bascomb. It's the story of how Adolf Eichmann finally got his--partly because a teenage girl who innocently dated his son was able to ID him.
I also read the ARC for the new Martin Cruz Smith novel called Tatiana. I admire Smith a lot. His Rose is a favorite of mine. And I like his detective Arkady Renko. And I REALLY liked the first half of the book. But then it started feeling all been-there-done-that to me--especially the romance part of it. WAIT! Not that I've personally been-there-doing-that. Especially in Russia. But you know what I mean.
I will say this. Any time I read a novel set in Russia I am just really, really glad I don't live there. Oh, Mother Russia! Nobody's calling YOU for a good time! That's for sure.
I also read Winston Churchill's Secretary, which I kept reading because the period is interesting to me--London during the Blitz. The striking thing about this book is that it was not only about the 1940's, it felt like it was written during the 1940's. And I don't think that was on purpose, frankly. I enjoyed it, but probably not enough to read the rest of the books in the series.
Gee. I sound so grumpy. I don't mean to, because the truth is I'm in awe of anyone who writes a book and finishes it, let alone gets it published. That is hard, hard work, people.
I also read Harvest by Jim Crace. Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous. And so dark. I don't need any more dark for awhile.
Started reading a new ARC Betsy loaned me called hmmmmm. Now I can't remember. I'll report back.
And finally I've been going through manuscripts writer friends have given me. I have a lot of talented writer friends. They keep me humble.