I went on a shopping spree yesterday morning and bought:

• The Broker by John Grisham
• Rule of Four by Ian Caldwell & Dustin Thomason
• Chicken Soup for the Christian Woman's Soul

And then went on a reading binge, finishing The Broker by the afternoon, and Rule of Four before 12 mn (felt better than just sleeping the whole day away).

The last time I immersed myself in such reading was when I was in Sweden with the winter as company. Since then it's been mainly newspapers and magazines, the fast food of intellectual fare.

Ah, it felt good.

And then I realised that I've actually read the 3rd book before; my Mum has a copy.

Heh, I need more gingko.

So next up - Memoirs of a Geisha, which I bought some time ago but haven't gotten around to reading. I do want to read it though, before I see the movie in the cinema. Reading the story (with the scenes played out in my own head) just won't be the same as watching someone else's interpretation on screen.

But I reserve my comments till I've seen the movie lah.