Classics smackdown.
Hijacked by the TV.

When blogging time gets in the way of reading time.

Just a short post today, as I am a few chapters away from finishing up Anne Tyler's new novel Noah's Compass, and if I skip doing much blog-writing today, I will have the time to do that. Welcome to my selfish nature.

Compass I will say this, by way of review: I'm enjoying it. I think I always prefer Tyler's novels when her protagonist is a man, and in this story, sixty-one-year-old Liam Pennywell is the main character. I don't think it will end up to be one of my favorite Tylers, but I must admit that I pretty much always enjoy her books. They're such a weird mix of surreal (her characters often have strange jobs, or family relationships) and utterly everyday that I can't help but find them really interesting, and this book is no exception.

I'm describing it poorly. If you like Tyler, though, by all means check out one of her latest interviews. I got a real kick out of some of her shorter answers. I can't decide if I'm jealous of the interviewer (how great would it be to meet Anne Tyler?) or if I would have been terrified to be the interviewer. A little of both, I suppose.

Have a good weekend, all. Take some time to ignore some of your household or work duties to finish up a book; it's about as decadent a good time as can be had without breaking any laws.

P.S. In other news, I just read a short post about the Kindle over at Tripp's Books Are My Only Friends blog, and it's perfect. It sums up pretty much how I feel about the Kindle, too, but with more flair. Please read it.