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Book Reviews

         I have an upstairs book (on my Kindle) and a downstairs book. Which one I'm reading depends on where I find myself relaxing. I finished both within the last two days, so I'm starting new ones.

         Downstairs (family room, laundry, etc.), I've had David Sedaris' Me Talk Pretty Some Day. It's been out a few years now. He writes autobiographical essays that are hysterically funny. So you could skip around or quit early and still be very entertained. He has an unusual way of looking at the world and is very blunt about a lot of things. He's lived in New York, South Carolina, and Paris. He's had a long line of jobs of many descriptions. He loves to watch movies, including the oldies. I laughed out loud quite a few times.

         Upstairs, I've read Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn. The story is told by two people, husband and wife, both writers professionally. One arouses more sympathy than the other, then you have some doubt, but you never like the other. Part two turns everything around. Your faith in the first one is restored, even though you now see the serious flaws. But the second is psycho. The book gets more compelling with each chapter. The ending is not satisfying for me because justice is never served. You're left hanging with these very disturbed individuals. There are some very poignant observations along the way, making these sick people quite intelligent and insightful, as well as dangerous.

         My new books will be downstairs: The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo (already saw the movie)
and upstairs: How Will Your Life Be Measured, by a Harvard Business grad. Some nonfiction.