I'm kind of deflated, actually.
I was just about to write about the two most recent books I've finished, Minding Frankie by Maeve Binchy, and The Double Bind by Chris Bohjalian. And I was doing what I do when I prep to write one of these blogs: opening up Amazon windows and author pages to link through to. I was going to talk about how pleasing I find Maeve Binchy's books; I've probably read ten. I was going to tell you about how I don't understand the appeal, given that the books are broadly predictable and vaguely mushy, but that I genuinely love them, every time.
And what I found was this memorial on Maeve Binchy's author page.
Maybe when she died, I did hear about it. I don't remember it, though. And seeing that announcement really deflated me.
Another time, maybe, I'll talk about books #38 and 39. For now, I'm just going to look through the list of books that Maeve Binchy wrote, and see what I recall, and enjoy remembering them.
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