I am still recovering from John Steinbeck's East of Eden which I wish would have never ended, and a very badly edited version of Aldous Huxley's Island. Now I want to start reading Joan Didion's Year of Magical Thinking!
Reading Yoga Bitch, a memoir about a yoga retreat. It's really funny and awesome. Not sure if it makes me like yoga more, or want to run away screaming. Maybe a little of both. :)
