No Thelma to My Louise
There’s no Thelma to my Louise, but I’m still hitting the road. I’m going to spend the month of July driving cross country alone. I’ll set out from Brooklyn on July 4th (independence indeed). I’ll be stopping to visit friends along the way and working on a new short story (not while I’m driving, obviously). And I’m bringing a lot of books, including:
- David Maraniss’s new biography of Obama (audiobook—I love listening to non-fiction on road trips)
- Robert Caro’s Passage of Power (audiobook—27 CDs! The voice who read this book aloud must still be tired)
- Absalom, Absalom!, which I’m inspired to reread thanks to this riff by John Jeremiah Sullivan
- A Far Cry from Kensington by Muriel Spark (I love Spark but haven’t read this one)
- The PEN/O. Henry Prize Stories 2012 (an exceptional anthology with stories by some of my favorite writers including Alice Munro, Jim Shepard, Steven Millhauser, Anthony Doerr, Lauren Groff, Kevin Wilson, and Yiyun-Li)
- The Patrick Melrose Novels by Edward St. Aubyn (the first four were published in one Picador paperback, which I tore through and now want to reread)
- Faithful Place by Tana French (I’ve been binging on Tana French this summer—I devoured her first two mysteries, am halfway through this one and very excited for her new book, Broken Harbor, to come out later this month.)
- The Great Gatsby because I reread it every summer.
- Bleak House because (I’m embarrassed to say) I’ve never read it.
And my iPad and Nook are coming, too, in case I have a sudden hankering for a new book when I’m far from a good bookstore, and so I can catch up on issues of The New Yorker (I love the iPad app).