The Three Ws are:
What are you currently reading?
What did you recently finish reading?
What do you think you’ll read next, and/or what are you eagerly awaiting?
I’ve decided on two books to be read concurrently: the first is a relatively new e-book from a favorite author: Any Day Now, by Robyn Carr, from the Sullivan’s Crossing Series.
The highly anticipated sequel to #1 New York Times bestselling author Robyn Carr’s What We Find transports readers back to Sullivan’s Crossing. The rustic campground at the crossroads of the Colorado and Continental Divide trails welcomes everyone—whether you’re looking for a relaxing weekend getaway or a whole new lease on life. It’s a wonderful place where good people face their challenges with humor, strength and love.
My second pick is a memoir that has been on my stacks since July 2014, but I was reminded of its presence and my desire to read it when I recently read another nonfiction book that spotlighted the Kennedy family…and in this case, also features the family of Jackie Kennedy’s sister Lee.
What Remains, by Carole Radziwill, a stunning, tragic memoir about John F. Kennedy Jr., his wife Carolyn Bissett, and his cousin Anthony Radziwill, by Radziwill’s widow, now a star of The Real Housewives of New York.
BOOKS FINISHED SINCE LAST WEEK:
(Click titles for my reviews)
Good Me, Bad Me, by Ali Land
The Sunshine Sisters, by Jane Green
Watching the Detectives, by Julie Mulhern (Book 5, Country Club Murders)
Talking as Fast as I Can, by Lauren Graham
I am waiting for many books that will be released over the next few months, but this one, from an author I enjoy, was one I discovered yesterday. It will be released in March 2018.
The Flight Attendant, by Chris Bohjalian, is a powerful story about the ways an entire life can change in one night: A flight attendant wakes up in the wrong hotel, in the wrong bed, with a dead man – and no idea what happened.
Synopsis: Cassandra Bowden is no stranger to hungover mornings. She’s a binge drinker, her job with the airline making it easy to find adventure, and the occasional blackouts seem to be inevitable. She lives with them, and the accompanying self-loathing. When she awakes in a Dubai hotel room, she tries to piece the previous night back together, already counting the minutes until she has to catch her crew shuttle to the airport. She quietly slides out of bed, careful not to aggravate her already pounding head, and looks at the man she spent the night with. She sees his dark hair. His utter stillness. And blood, a slick, still wet pool on the crisp white sheets. Afraid to call the police – she’s a single woman alone in a hotel room far from home – Cassie begins to lie. She lies as she joins the other flight attendants and pilots in the van. She lies on the way to Paris as she works the first class cabin. She lies to the FBI agents in New York who meet her at the gate. Soon it’s too late to come clean-or face the truth about what really happened back in Dubai. Could she have killed him? If not, who did?
That was my week…what did yours look like?