I occasionally get depressed by the sheer fact that there will not be enough time in my life to read all the books I want to read. This is demonstrated by the rising and falling of the stack of books on my bedside table (well, underneath it). As the stacks get tall, I get anxious and start to get very goal-oriented about my reading (which is kind of a bummer in its own way). My recently acquired ability to put down a book that isn’t captivating me helps a little, but I still have a lot I want to read. I just wish I could read faster. For a snapshot of my random reading tastes, here is the current book queue (in no particular order):

Escape from Corporate America – Pamela Skillings
Vanishing Acts – Jodi Picoult
Hurrah For the Next Man Who Dies – Mark Goodman
Hopscotch and Handbags – Lucy Mangan
Birth – Tina Cassidy
On Writing – Stephen King
The Black Ice – Michael Connelly
Raising Cain: Protecting the Emotional Life of Boys – Michael Thomopson and Dan Kindlon
Attachment – Isabel Fonseca
Autobiography of a Wardrobe – Elizabeth Kendall
Raising an Emotionally Intelligent Child – John Gottman
Twilight of the Superheroes – Deborah Eisenberg
Winter’s Tale – Mark Helprin
Daniel Isn’t Talking – Marti Leimbach
The Burning House – Ann Beattie
Middlesex – Jeffrey Eugenides

I’d better stop blogging and start reading.