Days of Rain and Books

I knew these days were coming. Days of rain followed by more rain, and then days of rain some more. It has cooled off here in the 'cuse, pssh... as if it ever warmed up. High of 59 yesterday, gray and wet. But I knew this was coming, so I had many adventures over the summer (see my Summer of Parks post). Now I exercise my patience. The clock ticks more slowly. I can't run around anymore, nature dictates:
I must rest.
It is time for doing what I love best- curling up on the couch, or in the comfy pink chair upstairs...with a book in one hand and a cup of something steamy in the other.
Get your fuzzy slippers on. Recline, baby!
May I recommend something to read for you? I like to read a short story or poetry while Noah naps. And novels in bed at night. You could check one of these out, and let me know what you think:

1) Runaway by Alice Munro...Short stories...her insights into human relationships impress me. Her writing seems so natural, flows, makes it seem like it would be easy to pick up a pen a write a book of short stories. But no, it's not.
2) Good Poems for Hard Times compiled by Garrison Keilor...it is what it says it is...good poems for hard times...and it's accessible poetry.
3) No One Belongs Here More Than You by Miranda July...short stories...some twisted sex stuff here but a light shines through somehow. I don't know what I mean by that. This book made me feel a bit sick...but I am still compelled by it.
4) White Tiger by Aravind Adiga...novel...capitalism runs amok in India...very interesting narrator...if you're poor like me, or grew up in poverty, you may over-identify with the main character...and then be disturbed that you do...or maybe not, maybe that's just me. Best novel I've read all year!