Danny and I are going to the beach house! During the first week of May, I can drink my coffee on a balcony in Surfside Beach, South Carolina, looking out at this:
Danny and I haven’t been on vacation since our honeymoon — that’s about two and a half years, which I know isn’t ridiculous, but it seems like forever. We’ve been home to Charlotte to visit family and friends, which is always great, but not the same, and after such a stressful year I think we need to get away.
I am so excited about this beach trip that I’ve been having trouble focusing on anything but beach-related topics. It is therefore unfortunate that I have no beach-related chapter in my dissertation.
More than anything, I am looking forward to sitting on the beach reading something that doesn’t make my brain work very hard. Before we leave, I’m going to buy a copy of the latest Newbery Award winner, The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman. That’ll be something Danny might be interested in, as well, since he’s been reading Gaiman’s graphic novels for a while. But that shouldn’t take me very long, and I’m at a loss as to what else to bring for beach reading. Lately, I’ve been reading either children’s and young adult literature or Victorian novels, and while I enjoy reading both, I’d like something different for the trip. Something meant for grown-ups and written within the past fifty years (although I’m not averse to contemporary fiction set in Victorian England.)
I’ve been wanting to read Drood by Dan Simmons, but I haven’t read the Dickens novel it draws from, and it seems like I should do that first. Pride and Prejudice and Zombies has, huzzah, been released, and I might bring that along. Michael Chabon has been on my list for quite some time — I haven’t read any of his stuff — but is he beach reading?
But, blog readers, do you have any suggestions? I don’t really read romances or mystery novels, not because I have attitude about them but because I don’t really enjoy them. I’m also kind of averse to any book that is entitled The [Something’s] Wife or The [Something’s] Daughter or The [Something] Club, as these books are taking over the world and soon we will all be buried underneath an enormous pile of mediocre literature. What do you recommend to accompany a floppy hat and a beer on the beach?