Lately I've mostly been reading mysteries, thrillers, and ghostly tales. Which I love. But the last one left me so spooked, I decided I needed something completely different -- and Armistead Maupin's The Days of Anna Madrigal is certainly that. Here's the opening paragraph:
Summer had been warmer than usual this year, but the heat that throbbed in the East Bay was already coaxing pale fingers of fog into the city. Anna could feel this on her skin, the chilly caress she had come to think of as "candle weather." She had not owned a fireplace since her landlady days on Russian Hill, but to her mind the proper application of candlelight carried all the primal comfort of a campfire.
Well, I'm intrigued, I guess -- all that fog and candlelight and chilly caressing draws me in. Also, I know that Anna is 92 years old, and I'm always interested in books with older protagonists. I haven't read any of the earlier books in this series (this is number 9, and apparently the final volume), so this will be my introduction to Maupin's San Francisco tales. I've heard lots of good stuff about the books (and the TV mini-series, which I've also never seen), so I'm looking forward to getting immersed in this one.
Rose City Reader hosts Book Beginnings on Fridays. As she says, the idea is to post the first sentence (or so) of the book you're currently reading, along with any first impressions or thoughts you have about the book, the author, etc. It's a wonderful way of adding new books to your must-read list, and a chance to connect with other readers and bloggers.