Recently finished reading A Child's Book Of True Crime by Chloe Hooper. Will likely put it on my list of books to read again; the presentation of the narrative is delightfully convoluted, and now that I know the story, I'm curious to go back and pick apart the structure. I have the distinct impression that the author has several things to say about growing up, the transition between college life and the working world, naivety, adultery, jealousy, parenting. It's just that on the first time through, I was too busy trying to figure out the murder.
Workload has been psychotic. Beginning to hope some sort of balance may be returning. Although, it just proves the saying, "When it rains, it pours." My plate is full, Ian's been hired to edit a documentary, just as soon as the DVD goodies for Hollywood Homicide are complete. My recreational reading has gotten much fluffier: Timeline by Michael Crichton. Not a lot of thought required, just a good adventure.