The past couple of weeks I’ve been without interesting reading material. I picked up, and promptly put down, a few books that failed to grab me. A good percentage of the books I read come to me pre-screened. Via a certain someone, or from my other favorite lending library, my friend Dave (whose stacks of books I should probably return before borrowing anything else). We have similar tastes, so I usually like what they like. But not always. Anyhow, for some time I’ve been meaning to read William Gibson (I know, I know, where have I been). But my pals told me I should start with “Neuromancer“, though neither could locate copies of it to lend me. So yesterday I ventured out to obtain it, which I did. Then I discovered that the long-awaited new novel from James Alan Gardner came out the other day. I tried a couple of bookstores near my office. On my second attempt I scored a copy of “Trapped“. It was so fresh-off-the-presses it hadn’t yet been unpacked. Then last night I arrived home to find a package sitting on my doorstep. It turned out to be a book I pre-ordered months ago, and had nearly forgotten about. Dave Egger’s latest, “You Shall Know Our Velocity“. Looks like I’ll be spending much of the weekend reading, while shirking the household chores. There are worse things.