Absurdly, another month has passed. Molly has book recommendations for the beginning of fall. She wanted to tell you to read Milton’s Paradise Lost because it is about the FALL of man. Get it?
I shot that down because puns are basically the second lowest form of humor after imitation, which is what we do every month when Molly imitates a book critic. Too high.
Molly is excited for fall because she suspects that now that the horrifying heat of summer is gone, I will once again take her out on the greenways so she can whine every time she sees a dog every thirty seconds. Soon it will be winter and her hopes will have been utterly crushed. Don’t think that I enjoy this, you guys. I’m a good person and not even that crazy.
In October, Molly and I will be driving down to Florida again, and, presumably, at some point we’ll be driving back. We might also go down to the Dominican Republic. Just kidding! Only I will do that. And then in November we’ll be up in New York. Kidding again! Oh, Molly, don’t look so sad.
Oh, right, that’s just how your face is.
Just like mine is fixed in a slight sneer. Don’t take it personally, person who just expressed an opinion in front of me!
A lightweight list for those of you doing lots of travelling, as Molly and I are:
-Molly loves a good mystery, and Cara Black’s Aimee Leduc series is pretty great if you’ve ever wished you were in Paris watching someone get murdered. Molly reads for the atmosphere more than the mystery.
– Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett’s Good Omens is good, sacrilegious fun.
-Graham Greene’s Our Man in Havana is about espionage and vacuum cleaners. Molly found it terrifying. It’s also legitimately literary, so you don’t even have to hide it on a Kindle or feel ashamed when the guy on the plane next to you is reading something by Jhumpa Lahiri. You can be all "Ooooh, aren’t you special, guy? A book by a brilliant woman. What are you, some kind of feminist? Big deal. See what I’m reading? Fidel had mild objections to this."