I’m on a reading tear
I finished Out last week. The book is described as a "shocking" Japanese crime thriller about women who work at a box lunch factory and must help a friend dispose of her husband's body. That's on the back of the cover - so I'm not ruining anything. Anyway - shocking - yeah but I think more people were probably shocked by the hacking and dismemberment. I've been reading Ian McEwan for a couple of months, so I wasn't shocked. It's always about the dismemberment. Anyway, while I wasn't "shocked" by the stuff I should have been shocked by - I was more shocked by the slice-of-life vignettes of Japanese society's struggling working women. The book is a great read.

Anyway - after that I dug into a “cozy” mystery (I’m a sucker for some of them since the summer of no job when I read a LOT of them), and am now immersed in the latest thriller from Preston and Childs.

Again, it is a throwback to an earlier time when I had no job and a pile of free books to keep me from decoupaging everything in my house. Was I clinically depressed? Hard to say. However, I was making arts and crafts projects like a mental patient.