I finished The Yiddish Policemen's Union last night. O.M.G.: except for one minor detail that annoyed me, it was the best book I've read this year. Beg, borrow, steal, but whetever you do, read this book.

Now I've got the new Harry Potter on deck, but honestly it feels like a bit of a chore to me. I'm more tempted to read some nice Jennifer Weiner, and then there's the copy of Oliver Sacks's book Cycad Island that miketroll was nice enough to send to me, which looks awfully good.

If I put off Harry Potter for just another week or two, am I a freak? Will you still speak to me? I mean, it's not as if there will ever be another Potter book (we hope). So I might as well not read it until I'm ready to enjoy it, right?

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