Out Of Sorts

Waking at 4 a.m. to take my wife's brother tot he airport has left me treading downstream in a funkish slipstream. I did read 100 pages of Royal Family and have to admire the New Journalism aspects of this woeful tale. I began the Octavian book and admired the language, though I wasn't exactly enthused by the material. I also began one of the Vikram Chandra stories and was quite impressed: thus a door is propped open.