I had a much quieter day today and actually did some reading. I finished Tristan! I read a good chunk of Go Tell It On the Mountain, and I got started with In the Steps of the Master, H. V. Morton's journal of his travels in Palestine in about 1935.
In other booky news, I was directed to this completely wonderful collection of "pulp librarian literature"--that is, old paperbacks changed into librarian titles. Take a look, they are hysterical. Here are some of my favorites: