It’s the middle of the week, pretty much the middle of the month, and I’m feeling fair-to-middling. Which all works out nicely. Let’s commemorate this s
by going through this week’s WWW Wednesday, shall we?
This meme was formerly hosted by MizB at A Daily Rhythm and revived on Taking on a World of Words—and shown to me by Aurore-Anne-Chehoke at Diary-of-a-black-city-girl.
The Three Ws are:
What are you currently reading?
What did you recently finish reading?
What do you think you’ll read next?
Seems easy enough, right? Let’s take a peek at this week’s answers:
What are you currently reading?
![]() |
![]() |
Pushing Ice by Alastair Reynolds |
Sleep No More by Seanan McGuire, read by Mary Robinette Kowal |
Words are failing me to try to describe Pushing Ice. I’m a shade past halfway through this and am so impressed. It’s my first Alastair Reynolds novel, and unless the second half falls off the rails, it won’t be my last.
It’s been too long since I spent time with Toby Daye, and I’m enjoying this revisit. As one expects, as I know what’s going to happen, I’m able to enjoy some of the details more. The details are really nicely added. McGuire gave her fans a treat with this one.
What did you recently finish reading?
![]() |
![]() |
The Pleasures of Reading in an Age of Distraction by Alan Jacobs |
The Boys of Riverside: A Deaf Football Team and a Quest for Glory by Thomas Fuller |
I’ve said somewhere (or maybe a few places), that this Alan Jacobs book is as close to a Mission Statement that The Irresponsible Reader has. This re-read was a good reminder why I say that, as well as a challenge to make an adjustment or three to my approach.
Fuller provides an engaging and interesting book about a football team that can appeal to even those of us who really don’t care that much about SportsBall.
What do you think you’ll read next?
![]() |
![]() |
The Accidental Joe: The Top-Secret Life of a Celebrity Chef by Tom Straw |
I have no idea what my next print book will be, it really depends on my frame of mind when I finish Pushing Ice; and how much energy it leaves me with. I have a few options, but I’m not going to commit.
Meanwhile, I’ve been wanting to try The Accidental Joe for some months now, and a local library finally added it to their collection–celebrity chef turned CIA asset? Should be fun.
allysonyj
I’m reading a collection of essays by Peter Heller, “Set Free in China”, as my current bedside book. I picked it up by mistake thinking it was by Peter Hessler, one of my favorite commentator’s about China. It turns out to be a pleasant memoir of a young man’s ramblings. He hasn’t made it to China yet. I’m also re-reading Tony Morrison’s “Song of Solomon” because I got tangled in the plot on my first read and I’m hoping I’ll not get lost on a second try.
I finished Paul Theroux’s “Sunrise with Sea Monsters”, an uneven collection of essays, critical reviews, memoir, and travel writing. But the last essay which gives its title to the book is terrific – puts you right in the boat with Theroux as he rows across Cape Cod – salty and sweaty and scared and exhilarated.
I also snuck in a re-read of Dorothy Gilman’s fluffy little valentine of a novel, “The Tightrope Walker, in which the heroine, a plain, retiring girl, starts a new career, finds love, and solves a murder on the way. What’s not to like?
Next I may read Ivan Doig’s “Dancing at the Rascal Fair” or Daphne duMaurier’s “House on the Strand”, both of which I picked up of the 25-cent book cart.