I’m reading again – enthusiastically! Hooray! I checked out two library books last week: SOURLAND by prolific author Joyce Carol Oates and TO FETCH A THIEF by Spencer Quinn. The first is a collection of short stories; the second is the third in a mystery series narrated by a dog named Chet…
Oates had me pondering her writing more than her content, which wasn’t particularly uplifting or meant to be for that matter. I read seven of her sixteen stories about the power of violence, loss, and grief before realizing that her extraordinary gift and skill were being wasted on my unreceptive mind. She certainly deserves a better listener than I am capable of being right now. However, I will return to her award-winning prose when I feel more open and contemplative.
Then, last night, I gave Spencer Quinn a shot and, zap, he hit my funny spot right off the bat! Thank you, Mr. Quinn(chetthedog), I needed that!…Chet and his owner, Bernie, are partners in the Little Detective Agency, and Chet’s view of life, living, and detecting is expertly doggified. Thanks to Chet, I now understand why dogs do what they do, which has widened my heart for them.
I have yet to read A FISTFUL OF COLLARS, which came out last year, and I’m already looking forward to reading this year’s September release of THE SOUND AND THE FURRY. I’m afraid Spencer Quinn has streaked ahead of Janet Evanovich’s ability to delightfully amuse me and gone directly to unfunking my reader’s block…Thanks to all for your suggestions.
[As I wrote this little update, the sun came out and blued up the sky, which is always a joy to see. Plus, it’s Friday!]