From top: End of a lovely brunch at Ze Cafe, a snapshot of my "to read" list, some recent New Yorkers.
Ah, the weekend. I’m excited because (A) I don’t have to stop by work on either day, and (B) we don’t have any set plans. After a long, intense workweek there’s just something about the prospect of a stretch of 48 unplanned hours that is incredibly appealing. Of course the reality is that a fair chunk of the weekend will be (or at least should be…) spent on cleaning the apartment and doing laundry, but right now I’m thinking about long, leisurely brunches, digging into one of the many unread books sitting on my bookshelf, or chipping away at my growing pile of New Yorkers.
The books shown here are:
The Art of Fielding by Chad Harbach (a gift to myself)
The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet by David Mitchell (A gift from a wonderful book loving friend; she also gave me Mitchell’s Cloud Atlas, which I truly enjoyed.)
The Fates Will Find Their Way by Hannah Pittard (another gift to myself)
On a fun note, I picked up The Fates Will Find Their Way when I attended a book reading at the wonderful BookCourt in Brooklyn. The most exciting part was that I was there listening to my dear and very talented friend Keija Parssinen read from her debut novel, The Ruins of Us (which I highly recommend).