I Am Reading...

...too many things at once.

Terry Pratchett's Feet of Clay

This is the one most likely to be finished next.

J.H. Donner's The King: Chess Pieces

I've been re-reading this collection of essays by a former Dutch grandmaster.

Wilson & Albertson's 333 Tricky Checkmates

Something to go with the Donner. Both these are inspired by recent online games with Vikram and Mark. I'm easily swayed in my reading habits—something that must be abundantly clear to all my dear, dedicated readers. (Hi, Karen!)

John Keats' Fugitive Poems

Re-reading.

Bertrand Russell's In Praise of Idleness

I'm only two-and-a-half essays in. The first two were brilliant (In Praise of Idleness and 'Useless' Knowledge).

Oliver Sacks' Musicophilia

Only 40 pages in. I don't find it as absorbing as Island of the Colorblind, perhaps because I have more other things vying for my attention now.

Dan Morgenstern's Living with Jazz

Also only 40 pages in—out of 700.

I'm also browsing Bringhurst's Elements of Typographic Style, completey ignoring a large pile of neurology and anatomy books, and occasionaly glancing quite guiltily at Allen's Middle Egyptian.

Of the above, the only book that stands a good chance of getting finished within the next week or two is Feet of Clay. How depressing.