Thursday Three!

Yeah, yeah, I know, I haven't posted anything since last week's Thursday Three.  It's been a hectic week here... oh wait, no, not really.  I've been pulling overtime duty for sports-watching.  Not only have I been following the Red Sox every day, but I've added the Celtics to my viewing schedule.  By the end of the hour, we'll know whether or not they are this year's champions, but if my track record has anything to say about it, it does not look good.

Alas, the THURSDAY THREE!

Today's theme: what I really, really want to read.  But can't right now.

1. The new Alice book, ahem, FINAL Alice book, Alice in Charge.  I wonder if Phyllis Reynolds Naylor gets the Charles in Charge theme song every time she thought about the book's title, or if that's just a malady afflicting me.  It is quite possible that the Alice books are sort of the reason I'm a librarian.  They're certainly a contributing factor.  Growing up, I devoured the books, but as I grew out of elementary school, I also temporarily grew out of reading.  If it wasn't Seventeen or Rolling Stone, I probably wasn't reading it.  And then I got a summer job at the library.  And discovered that in the time that I'd given up reading, PRN had published many more Alice books.  Which I surreptitiously devoured when I was supposed to be putting the picture books in order.  I went to college and found myself, again, too busy to keep up with Alice.  But then one summer I found myself in Wyoming with plenty of free time for reading.

Since then, I've kept up with Alice and all of her adventures.  I've met Phyllis Reynolds Naylor, and I have the signed book to prove it.  I even have a friend who emails regularly with her, and has for many years.  It's hard to imagine coming to the end of the Alice series.  I'll always remember Alice (okay, now I am sounding like she's a real person, and well, to me she almost is!) getting caught trying on boy's jeans because her brother and dad didn't know better.  And I'll always fondly think of Lester as inculcating my future crushes on graduate students.  Maybe it's okay that I have to wait at least a week to read this one, because I have a feeling it's an experience I'll want to savor

2. Is it just me, or is The Atlantic Monthly the best magazine ever?  I meant to read just a little bit of one of three issues gracing our pseudo coffee table, and got totally sucked in for over an hour.  I generally think of the Atlantic Monthly as not particularly interested in all things YA and middle grade, so I squealed with delight upon seeing James Parker's piece on Diary of a Wimpy Kid.  I found myself nodding in agreement with pretty much everything he said, and then remembered how much I want my boyfriend to watch the movie with me once it's out on DVD.  Oh, Fregley!  Anyway, let it be known, Atlantic Monthly, I may not have time to read you cover-to-cover anymore, but I still love you!

3. It's a tie between Donna Freitas's The Gorgeous Game -- because I love love looooved The Possibilities of Sainthood -- and Ally Carter's Heist Society.  I guess it'll come down to whether I want to read a serious book, or something very indulgent and fun.

Okay, time to catch the last minute or so of action, to find out if I've cursed the Celtics.  It looks like I have...  Sorry, Boston!