So, we're still in the middle of the whole relocation thing, living in a hotel until the corporate-approved moving company gives us an actual move date. Because of this my reading has mostly ground to a halt. In the whirlwind of preparations to start a two-day driving journey from southern Alabama to central New York, I failed to pack any of the various books I'm reading (and yes, I bounce around between different series from time to time).

I told myself I didn't need to go and buy any more books as I had plenty in my to-be-read pile. The last thing I needed to do was make it any larger. And yet, the moving date dragged on and dragged on and I finally drove to Barnes and Noble and purchased Neil Gaiman's American Gods. In the little reading time I currently have, I've been reading this a couple of chapters at a time (after reading the first 66 pages online). So far, its an excellent read. I will definitely be buying more of Gaiman's books.

And now, through Tor Books new Watch the skies subscription program, courtesy of kateelliott, I've a copy of her Spirit Gate to read on my computer as well.

And I broke down and went back to B&N and purchased Bujold's Curse of Chalion. (The second and third books were Christmas gifts so I've been meaning to make this purchase anyway.)

But, all of the above are to be put aside this weekend. Another book, this one borrowed, trumps all of the above:

The Motion of Light In Water: Sex and Science Fiction in the East Village, 1957-1965 by Samuel R. Delany, one of my favorite authors. If you haven't read Dhalgren find it and read it now. Without question the strangest book I've ever read.