Well, most of the last bunch of books I read were textbooks. So the Last Five will end up being more of a last three. Because my memory just isn’t that long right now.

1. Spenser books. Okay, I guess this is actually about ten books, instead of one. I love detective stories, and mysteries, and the fabulous man got me hooked on Robert Parker’s Spenser series. I can go through a couple of these in a weekend, but I’m trying to pace myself so that I don’t run out by the end of the summer.
2. The Captive, Proust. I’ve been slowly, but surely, meandering my way through Proust’s À la recherche du temps perdu, since 2004, I think. I’m currently in volume five, The Captive. It’s beautifully written, and just so enjoyable to let the language wash over you.
3. Escape, Carolyn Jessop. Meh. This roman de gare was on my fabulous man’s coffee table, loaned to him by a friend. It had some interesting parts, and for someone who knows nothing about polygamy it might be interesting.