Finished CITY OF BONES and feel like I should win a prize, or something. It started off promisingly, but I started to lose hope when I discovered I wasn't able to care what happened to Clary. Writing style may have been a contributing factor.
I read the latest edition of Elie Wiesel's NIGHT while prepping for an upcoming unit I'll be teaching to a grade 11 class, and it brought my mood down pretty hard. The writing is stark and terrifying, absolutely gripping by virtue of its poetic simplicity. I needed to cheer myself up after that, though, so I was glad to have ONLY THE GOOD SPY YOUNG on hand. I am nearly done and enjoying it enormously; just what I needed to get me through a really cruddy week.
Savouring SORCERY AND CECILIA as slowly and luxuriously as I can, and have my eye on WHITE CAT next, though I really should wrap up my first draft before I indulge in any reading this weekend!