Today I began #31 - The Roaring Girl (1995) by Greg Hollingshead.
You remember those big piles of books I brought back from Toronto back in October, and then more after Christmas? I've probably only got 5 left unread, which means I'll have to start trying to find cheap copies for others on my list soon. The Roaring Girl is a book of short stories, as are a few others that I have on my shelf right now (that I haven't read yet). I've said it before, but I've never been a big fan of short story collections. I always feel like they're too short to get fully engrossed in the act of reading the book. So, I've purposefully been putting these ones off.
Anyway. I'm really looking forward to my party on Saturday - as well as totally dreading it. I always think that having a party is going to be a good idea, and then I start to convince myself that nobody is going to come. Neurotic, I know.