Without missing a beat, and knowing that the insomnia was likely to continue, I grabbed the book I had placed on my nightstand in preparation for that moment: the copy of Jennifer Weiner's In Her Shoes that I found on the community bookshelf at the Willy Street Co-op. I like this book. It makes me laugh, which is more than I can say for the Shirer.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
From Hitler to chick lit
In case you wondered, I finally came to the end of William Shirer's The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich, the 1,599-page history that I despaired of ever finishing. I read the last page early this morning, during a bout of insomnia. The Germans lost.
Without missing a beat, and knowing that the insomnia was likely to continue, I grabbed the book I had placed on my nightstand in preparation for that moment: the copy of Jennifer Weiner's In Her Shoes that I found on the community bookshelf at the Willy Street Co-op. I like this book. It makes me laugh, which is more than I can say for the Shirer.
Without missing a beat, and knowing that the insomnia was likely to continue, I grabbed the book I had placed on my nightstand in preparation for that moment: the copy of Jennifer Weiner's In Her Shoes that I found on the community bookshelf at the Willy Street Co-op. I like this book. It makes me laugh, which is more than I can say for the Shirer.
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