Here's a snapshot of what's on my bedside table:
Margaret Atwood's Morning in the Burned House. I actually haven't picked it up in a few weeks, but I like to keep a book of poetry by the bed.
Here's what we have on Jason's side of the bed:
Ah. Deadeye Dick by Kurt Vonnegut.
But, wait... what's that hiding beneath Vonnegut?
It's Jane Burton's literary triumph, Ginger the Kitten. What a delight!
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ahahahahha
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