PECKERWOOD BOOK CLUB: Genre-Hopping, Robot Poetry, Plus What'cha Reading These Days?
Welcome back, Manor Hors, to The Peckerwood Book Club, a periodic dispatch where we joyfully recommend the books we love, new or old, favorite authors we can't get enough of, dead or alive, and other urgent book-minded minutia! Meanwhile, do you have a favorite book genre? And do you sometimes hop to other kinds of books on occasion just to mix things up? For my part, I love literary fiction, but sometimes after half a year of them, for example. I need to take a break. One time I hopped to trashy murder-mystery novels - or "airport novels" as they're sometimes called, since you can read them on a long flight - and explored the works of Lee Child, Elin Hilderbrand and James Patterson. That lasted maybe three months, and it was definitely funzi (I mean that in a good way), but I can't take a diet of cotton candy for long. Another time, I explored memoirs, including books by Christopher Hitchens, Mariah Carey and George M. Johnson. That lasted a bit longer than trash