There are too many books vying for my immediate attention right now. I do not like it -- I feel pressured. My plan is to work my way through this yammering stack of books so I can turn my attention to whatever strikes my fancy at that very moment.
But my immediate reading future includes the following:
The Last Prince of the Mexican Empire (I am two-thirds of the way through and am enjoying this book a ton, but I set it aside to read Towers of Gold in time for an April review for The Internet Review of Books);
The Letter From Death by Lillian Moats (yikes!);
Basil's Dream by Christine Hale (looks like it could be very good)
American Rust (another good one)
The Stettheimer Dollhouse, edited by Sheila W. Clark (love this one);
Joker One by Donovan Campbell (I've read some good reviews);
The Tricking of Freya by Christina Sunley (this one showed up in my mailbox today -- why?); and
The Italian Lover (I'm saving this for last).
These are actually books that I have been looking forward to reading and that I think I will enjoy. They just seem to be ganging up on me right now.
