For some reason, it seems as though everything I own gets wet at some point. It's like a rite of passage for all my possessions. So, naturally, during my (vehicular) trek to and from New York for an interview earlier this week, my water bottle popped open and emptied itself into my bag. Mercifully, the library book I had in there escaped the deluge. My lovely new copy of People of the Book, however, was not so lucky. It isn't ruined or anything, but if it had been a library book, I definitely would have had to buy a new copy for the library. I've decided that it adds character...

During the drive, I managed to finish reading The Bell Jar. Usually reading in the car makes me nauseous, but this time it was fine. I must say, I really enjoyed The Bell Jar. I've seen it described as comparable to Catcher in the Rye in the whole coming-of-age thing, and I kind of see what people mean. There were times when I really did feel a connection to Esther.

I also just finished reading The Weed that Strings the Hangman's Bag, the second book in the Flavia de Luce series. I'm usually not a huge fan of mysteries, but I guess when solved by a precocious 11-year old chemist, they capture my interest. There's one more book out right now, so I plan on getting to that one in the near future.

I just started The Anthologist. I don't really know what to think about it yet. The concept is very interesting, but it's very stream-of-consciousness and not something I expected. Given my aversion to leave a book unfinished, I plan on sticking with it.