Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell -- Susana Clarke

I thought this book was by Neil Gaiman, and happily picked it up from oddesy. Turns out it's by Susana Clarke, with an intro by Gaiman.  So far, the intro is the best part, but the reviews all say that even though this book is 800 pages long, it leaves you hungry for another 800.  The beginning is kind of weak so far, and in trying to find a book to take with me to Paris and Seattle.  I'm leaving poros tomorrow, so, if this doesn't get better soon, I'll have to leave it till next year. 

The Fourth Hand -- John Irving

This was the last book my dad read.  His bookmark was still in it when i picked it to to read again, with this knowledge to completely skew my opinion of it.  I'm writing this 6 months later and remembering the struggle i had with reading past where he read and feeling it was unfair, but deciding i was finishing it for/with him.  After my dad died i found hearts everywhere, and now, a few seconds after starting to write this, i find a heart in the tile near me to remind me that he is still finishing The Story with me <3

The Bolter -- Frances Osborne

The idea of this book is fun, but a hundred pages is, I realize that there really no plot. I feel halfway inclined to finish it because of the glowing reviews, but there's so much information about random people, that it comes across as a history book written by someone with little skill for creating a page turner.  Don't remember if it affected my dreams, I gave it up a few days ago when I was having nightmares about soldiers shooting each other point blank in a storm.  Both of the sons in this book died around 30 and were soldiers, but there wasn't much of that story told.