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I've been reading like a maniac lately and spending much less time on the computer (as my poor blogging record shows).

I read my first book for the Challenge, Tobias Wolff's This Boy's Life last week and enjoyed it very much. I've not read any reviews of the book, but if it is true as written, I find it surprising that Wolff was able to graduate high school let alone teach at Stanford.

His chaotic childhood with a flaky mother and an abusive stepfather reminded me that no matter how dysfunctional I thought my childhood was, others had it worse. He managed to redirect and reinvent his life, a testament to the strength of the human spirit. I loved this book.

Prior to that, I slipped in a non-challenge book that my friends Kathy and Becky gave me. It was a book-group read from Becky's local book group and she said it had mixed reviews which I will elaborate on later.

Jennie Shortridge's book "eating heaven" is a must-read for any woman who has battled with self-image, weight issues and, well, sisters. I identified so strongly with the principal character, Eleanor, the middle of three sisters "the fat one" trapped between "the smart one" and "the cute one." Eleanor is a professional food writer, primarily for "Cooking For Life," a magazine that sucks the calories and soul out of your old favorite dishes so you can eat them without guild--or pleasure. Eleanor gets caught up in caring for an old family friend with a secret history during his decline due to pancreatic cancer, and has to deal with her distant mother and demanding sisters and falling in love in spite of herself.

There is a scene in the book that struck me like lightening. Eleanor is at dinner with one of her sisters, a successful attorney and her sister makes a disparaging remark about E's weight to the waitress. The waitress, for heaven's sake! She follows that up by asking the waitress to bring the dessert menu as soon as the entree is served so her sister can look at it while she eats. This completely callous disregard of Eleanor's feelings reminds me of some things my sisters have said to me over the years and absolutely blew me away. Like being in a therapy session and having an "OMG" moment when the light bulb goes on. In spite of stirring up some uncomfortable memories, which I know is a good thing because it means dealing with them, I loved this book. Eleanor interviews a chef, a good, decent, big man who falls in love with her just as she is, and maybe that sounds trite, but dammit, she deserved it! I totally identified with that! This book will probably never win an award, but I loved it and would recommend it to anyone.

A note about the book group. Becky reported that the women who dealt with weight issues loved the book, but the thin ones didn't like it at all. Hmmmmmmmmmmm.........

Now reading: Barbara Kingsolver's Animal, Vegetable, Miracle, and no comment about the segue between these books......