It's that time of year when there doesn't seem to be enough time in the day. Of course, the work day is the same. But, I had books and a present and Christmas cards to open when I arrived home yesterday. (Yes, I was supposed to open that present now.) And, a friend to thank, and a Christmas letter to read, along with a wonderful newspaper story that's going through my family. It's about a 92-year-old veteran of World War II who we all know, and several of us had as a teacher in high school. So, as much as I'm loving Jane Cleland's Glow of Death (she continues to top herself), I didn't get it finished to review for today.
So, you all know what I'm currently reading. As my friend Kaye Wilkinson Barley said, at Jungle Red Writers, maybe I shouldn't tell you how busy I've been. We're all busy. Instead, just tell us what you're reading.