Picked up a couple of books at Indigo today with a $25 gift card I had kicking around: The Somnambulist, by Jonathan Barnes, and Slaughterhouse Five, by you know. No, I haven’t yet gotten around to reading this classic. I’m taking it with me to San Francisco.

But I’ve already started into the Somnambulist. I hadn’t heard of it before, but I found the title intriguing when I stumbled across it in the discount books. The reviews were favourable. I’m in twenty pages and I’m glad I picked it up: it’s a page-turner, light and witty.

When I finish it, I’ll leave a review here.