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February was pretty much a dud in terms of reading. Not so much what I read but how much I read. I completed two books in February; Purity by Jonathan Franzen and Still Alice by Lisa Genova.

The first was a recommendation by a Facebook friend. I'd never read Franzen's stuff before. This was a lengthy tale which tied the central character, Purity, to various other characters and story lines. I liked it. It held my attention and was well written.  Nothing to get overly excited about but easy enough to read.

You may have seen the movie that was based on my second book, starring Julianne Moore. It's about a cognitive psychology university professor with alzheimer's disease. The story is so detailed it makes you feel that it's non-fiction as it takes you through the impact of the disease on not only her but on her husband and children. This was an excellent read, though very, very sad.

Only two books this month for a total of 6t this year. I fear my binge-watching of TV series is taking up a lot of my time. This month I watched the first three seasons of Homeland with Claire Danes and Damian Lewis. An excellent CIA-drama that I highly recommend.

How about you guys? Any recommendations for me?

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