I’m in a bit of a knitting and reading funk, which means I’m working on lots of things, but not getting far fast on any of them. This is Andrea’s Shawl, which was my Tour de France project, but there are some socks and some other things in progress, too.

I’m about halfway through each of the books shown, Sherman Alexie’s The Absolutely True Story of a Part-Time Indian, Fannie Flagg’s The All-Girl Filling Station’s Last Reunion, and Elizabeth Strout’s My Name Is Lucy Barton. I’m enjoying the first two, but not so much the latter. However, it’s short, and I haven’t read anything by this much-touted author before, so I want to give her a fair shake before dismissing her from my should-read list. I’m also a third of the way through listening to David Levithan’s Boy Meets Boy, which is fine so far, but not as good as some of his other works. That said, though, I can see how it’s a foundation piece for Two Boys Kissing, which I loved.