Napping at the Wheel Again.

So, some time ago, I read Claire Messud’s first two books, and I remember liking them. But somehow I missed her third? And now her fourth is long-listed for the Booker? (Here’s a nice piece on her, link via Bookslut.)

Cripes, what have I been doing with my time? Have I not been visiting bookstores, and ordering from Amazon (among others), and dropping by Myopic before both my monthly haircut and my mid-monthly “bang trim”? Have I not been building up a stack taller than myself of books to be read? How did I miss this?