I keep track of books read in a notebook I carry. 
I’m not doing such a great job staying on top of the situation. 
And since I don’t return books to my shelves until they’ve been recorded,
and since I don’t have time to write my usual lengthy book review,
and since the pile of books next to my bed has reached frightening proportions….

I grabbed a handful and will list them here. 
Maybe some day I’ll go back and write that lengthy review.
Or not.

Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil by John Berendt 
Non-fiction that reads like a novel.
Incredible setting and eccentric characters.
I want to go to Savannah.

Midnight Cowboy by James Leo Herlihy
Better than watching the movie again where I’d be reminded
that Jon Voight is a complete tool.
RIP Rico "Ratso" Rizzo

Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis
Second reading with 20 years in between.
Lewis is still a master.
Georgie Babbitt is a real piece of conformist work.

What I Talk About When I Talk About Running: A Memoir by Haruki Murakami
Murakami is a successful novelist who also happens to run a marathon per year.
Running helps his writing and writing helps his running.
I could tell this is undoubtedly gorgeous writing in the original Japanese but the
translation was a bit choppy.
Still, a good read for writing runners.
Or running writers.