Is it possible for book people to have any self-restraint? I try to prioritize and read with some deliberateness, but no matter what I do, I manage to be reading a great deal at one time so it takes me quite a while to get through things. Well, I am still working on Moby Dick and there are finally whales. Huzzah! But, just when that started picking up, I’ve had to start reading The Sea Captain’s Wife by Martha Hodes for work. It is a very interesting story about a woman from rural Massachusetts who moves to Manchester, NH and works in the cotton mills. She marries a carpenter and they end up moving to Mobile, AL just before the outbreak of the civil war. When her husband joins the Confederate Army, she moves back north and becomes a domestic worker. Her husband dies and somehow she ends up marrying a sea captain from the Grand Cayman Islands.
I’ve also started Flight by Sherman Alexie, because he’s great and I don’t have any other fiction on the nightstand. I’m still reading Outlaw Style by R.T. Smith and I’m in the middle of his section on John Wilkes Booth, who I knew very little about. I also brought home Behind My Eyes by Li-Young Lee who’s one of my favorite poets. I’ve been anxiously waiting for this to come out and it comes with a CD of Lee reading his poems. I’m not sure if I should read and then listen or read and listen at the same time. Finally I just started Stephane Heuet’s version of Remembrance of Things Past and that’s probably the only Proust I’ll ever read.