(Note: This is a modified version of the post I spent an hour and a half writing, only to have typepad eat it. Apparently they don't like it when you forget to update your debit card billing address. Keep your fingers crossed that the unabridged version somehow rises from its digital ashes.)
After last night's three hour stint on the couch, I've finally made some headway into that Bob Dylan biography pictured somewhere on the left side of your screen. I'm now into the mid 1970's, and something like halfway through the book as a whole. I'm being Captain Obvious here, but he's had an incredible life.
Last weekend's trip to Austin only served to add to the list of books waiting to be read. Here's a short list of what's coming up next:
- Where Wizards Stay Up Late: The Origins of the Internet by Katie Hafner and Matthew Lyon. The index lists Al Gore as being mentioned just once, on page 260. Wha-huh?
- Love Is A Mix Tape by Rob Sheffield. Like I'd pass up the story of a long-term marriage retold through the songs of their many, many mix tapes. Oh, and it's from a writer for some music magazine called Rolling Stone.
- Mortified by David Nadelberg. A Christmas gift from Alicia. Looking forward to squirming my way through this one.
- iCon by Jeffrey Young and William Simon. Biography of Apple's Steve Jobs.
- The Beatles by Bob Spitz. Started this one a few months ago, but barely made a dent in it.
- Every Day Is Saturday by Peter Ellenby. Taylor-made for a music-lover's coffee table. It's a collection of Ellenby's photographs of bands from the indie scene, the most famous of which is probably Death Cab For Cutie.
- Postsecret by Frank Warren. If you haven't heard of the Postsecret project, link on over there post-haste. Heh...see what I did there with the post thing? Ok, just checking.
That's a lot of non-fiction to wade through. There's still a ton of fiction stuff, too. From legal thrillers (D.W. Buffa) to WW II espionage (Alan Furst) to allegorical fantasy (C.S. Lewis) to modern classics both British (Graham Greene) and American (John Steinbeck) to titles I saw on my way out of Barnes and Noble and figured "what the heck?" (Elliot Perlman, Seven Types of Ambiguity)...maybe it's a good thing that my low-def tv's picture tube went out yesterday.
Readers, care to share what you're currently reading?