I’m doing one of those book shuffles right now – moving from book to book and back without reading linearly from one to the next.

Right before Christmas I read Sophie Jordan’s NA trilogy “The Ivy Chronicles” since she had given me the first and third one and I quickly Kindled the second. Whew! *fans self* I didn’t know NA could be so sexy. As in lots and lots of sex. With big sexy “bad boys” with tattoos, who of course become wonderful and sensitive and the Best Boyfriend Ever by the end of the book. *opens windows to let breeze in* I wrote Sophie to complain that those guys don’t actually exist and she’s giving all us single ladies false hope. Pages and pages of false hope. She apologized.

Then I read Godforsaken Idaho on and off (interesting and weird and random)…

…while reading Holly Black’s Coldest Girl in Coldtown (awesome).

Then All We Have is Now (Lisa Schroeder) (inspiring),

but at the same time King of the Badgers, which I put back down and haven’t picked back up. Yet.

I shot through Nice Girls Don’t Have Fangs (Molly Harper, who I met in Arizona) (reminiscent of Sookie, very funny),

while reading the stories from My True Love Gave to Me (some jewels in this).

Then A Bright Moon for Fools (weird in a Confederacy of Dunces kind of way), which I finished while in a hotel

so traded it on the trade bookshelf for The Dinosaur Feather, which I picked up and put back down.

Then a history of Monty Python (the only other slightly interesting book on the hotel book trade shelf). I now know everything about the Pythons. Everything. Just try me.

Started getting desperate in Helsinki because my Kindle wasn’t working, so read more Dinosaur Feather. Simultaneously finished reading Mr. Gum book 7 (Mr. Gum and the Cherry Tree) aloud to my kids. (Awesomely weird, as usual.)

Got home and started reading an Irish novel (Spinning Heart) which I was enjoying until I lost it. (How can you lose a book in your bedroom?)

So started in on Chabon’s Wonder Boys.

Then a friend came over yesterday afternoon and suggested Let’s Pretend This Never Happened. WHICH I AM LOVING!!!

So I kind of want to keep reading Wonder Boys, but can’t put down Let’s Pretend.

Do you do this? And if so, how do you not get brain fry? It’s like an orgy of books, which I suppose is the only kind of orgy that doesn’t leave you with a cloud of regret and the urge to take a two-day bath. Ah well, onwards and upwards…in a zig-zaggy path.