On the dining room table is a reminder to self to renew Gracie’s pet license.
Self bought a climbing rose, a “Don Juan” ($21.99) from Roger Reynolds. She ended up scanning this nursery’s website and found that it’s the oldest plant nursery on the Peninsula: founded in 1919. (Self doesn’t think it’s a waste to keep buying plants. For if she can’t travel, she can at least have a beautiful garden.)
She met her aunt and uncle for lunch and her uncle told her he was writing his memoirs and was now up to 300 pages. (Self hoped – no, prayed – that he wouldn’t ask her to read it. Selfish, selfish, selfish self!)
Then she tutored in the Writing Center.
Then she went home and started reading the March 8, 2009 issue of The New York Times Book Review, which turns out to be one of their themed issues: the theme this time being China. Without further ado, here are the books self is interested in reading after perusing the aforementioned:
(1) After reading Pico Iyer’s review of a novel by Yiyun Li, The Vagrants:
Yiyun Li’s The Vagrants
(2) After reading Jill Abramson’s review of Zoe Heller’s new novel, The Believers:
Zoe Heller’s The Believers
(3) After reading Jess Row’s review of Yu Hua’s novel, Brothers, which “sold more than a million copies” on its release in China (in two volumes) in 2005 and 2006:
Yu Hua’s novel, Brothers
(4) After reading Natasha Wimmer’s review of César Aira’s new novel (translated by Chris Andrews), Ghosts:
- an earlier novel by Aira, the “surreally autobiographical” How I Became a Nun
- his newest novel, Ghosts
(5) After reading Marilyn Stasio’s column:
- a first novel by Valerie Laken, Dream House
- the sixth installment of Jacqueline Winspear’s Maisie Dobbs’ mysteries, Among the Mad
- Sean Doolittle’s Safer, a “suburban suspense novel”
(6) After reading Leanne Shapton’s “Sketchbook,” the following books and the writers who read them while dining alone:
- A. J. Liebling’s Between Meals, read by Jay McInerney at Otto’s (New York)
- Herbert Read’s allegorical The Green Child, read by Sam Lipsyte as he “chewed leftovers.”
- Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse Five, read by Etgar Keret in a Chinese restaurant in Tel Aviv (“I started laughing and crying”)