Not sure whether being able to listen to Dan Stevens (Matthew of Downton Abbey) read to me was an excuse for rereading this book, or vice versa. Either way, it was a delightful experience, and good company for some heavy duty tidying.
Second Grave on the Left, by Darynda Jones
Still a huge amount of fun, still not totally sensical. The Janet Evanovich comparisons are apt, but there seems to be more there there. I think.
Dolly Dingle, Lesbian Landlady, by Monica Nolan
I get so excited when a new book in this series comes out! Each one is good, rather than great, but *huge* on the fun axis. And predictable in the good way - ringing the changes.
The True Meaning of Crumbfest, by David Weale, illustrated by Dale McNevin
Was tidying and I found my copy of this one, which I hadn't seen in a few years. Obvs, had to reread it even though it isn't Christmas. My favorite part is the illustrations, which are absolutely charming.
The Geography of Bliss, by Eric Weiner
I enjoyed this, but not as much as I remember enjoying it when I first started reading it a couple of years ago. I kept having the feeling "oh, I've read all this before... funny, but not really deep". Of course, that's probably mostly because I *had* read about half the book last time!!! Also because I read an entire non-fiction memoir set in Bhutan at one point. Neither of which are this book's fault. On the upside, the narrative voice is very good company. I would happily buy this author a beverage (or three) of his choice, just so I could hear about whatever is on his mind these days.
Psychotherapy Without the Self, by Mark Epstein
I really like Mark Epstein's interdisciplinary work about Buddhism and psychology, but I didn't realize until I started reading this book that, rather than being a sustained argument written in a layperson-approachable style (like his other books that I've read), it's actually a collection of academic articles, the first half-dozen of which were written before he decided to start writing in a natural rather than a hyper-academic voice. So..... once again, not the book's fault, but I was a bit disappointed. I super-highly recommend his book Going to Pieces Without Falling Apart as a much better place to start.
Where I Belong, by Alan Doyle
This was a gift from start to finish. Good stories, smoothly told, just enough pictures, and the place he is writing about (Petty Harbour, NFLD) is enough like where I grew up to make me pleasantly homesick, while being different enough from where I grew up to be fascinating. Also I laughed out loud a lot, and said "oh, just a few more pages," a lot.