Survival mode is gradually (slowly) dissipating, energy levels are gradually (slowly) returning, and it was a pretty good week in books. I wrapped up A Room of One’s Own early in the week and then spent a few days over Rhododendron Pie, Margery Sharp’s light and funny first novel. I didn’t love it as much as Cluny Brown, but that’s not really saying much because I absolutely adored Cluny Brown. Still really loved Rhododendron Pie.

By the end of the week, I – somewhat surprisingly – had enough brainpower to make a doorstopper actually realistic, and I’ve been meaning to get to Charlotte Bronte’s Shirley (off the Classics Club list – see me cruising?). I’m just at the very beginning, but Bronte’s “workaday” novel of “Monday morning” is promising indeed. Basically, it seems to be North and South, but make it Bronte? I’m interested.

Not sure what’s on deck after Shirley, because it’s way too soon to tell. I’m sure I’ll be wanting something short, but what it will be – time will tell.

Happy Father’s Day to all the dads!

What are you reading this week?