Here’s a feature that’s been popping in and out lately where we share what we’ve been enjoying in our spare and/or professional time. Today it’s what I’m reading now…
These aren’t cutting-edge recommendations, but I just finished The Count of Monte Cristo, which basically defined the fiction thriller genre back in 1844, and as far as I know it’s never been beat. 1,100 pages of murder, poison, jewels, passion, betrayal, suicide, and hashish. Took me about a month–never boring (except possibly the first 30 quick pages). $13.99 for days of entertainment.
Now I’m reading Deadwood, the National Book Award-winning novel by Pete Dexter that crushes the TV show it spawned. I gave that show a chance, like a 5-episode chance, and it fell flat. Mostly because of Timothy Olyphant’s polished, affected strutting, his fake tan and his whitened teeth, his paper-thin tough-guy act, and the fact that he didn’t swing his arms when he walked. Anyway, the book blows the TV show out of the water. The only bad part is that so far I can’t get the TV characters’ faces out of my mind when I read.
Both books are terrific, if you’re in the market.