Summer isn’t what it used to be, is it? I neither giddily await its arrival nor lament its passing. Whereas summer once meant travel and sunburned feet and a continuously-lit drinking lamp, it now only holds one promising possibility – the chance to get caught up on some reading. I read numerous lists about the best books to read this summer and I had high hopes, but alas, summer was not the reading extravaganza I had hoped for … still, it was not without its well-read moments.
Your Summer Reading And The Corrosion Of The “Reading Mind”
