I am sans book and it's making me feel unmoored. I've reread some favs like Sedaris and Ayelet Waldman, and I even wrote critical essays about them, but I'm not driven to reread the whole collection. Saw Harry Potter 7, Pt. 1 so I have started rereading that. Fun, but not instructive. I've gone back to my idols, Marion Winik and Virginia Woolf, but the ADD, she is strong. I needs me some non-fiction manna. The last book that captured me was a novel, The Help. Oh so fine. But, alas, I write essays so I need some nonfiction that will rock the very fibers of my being, or at least help me feel anchored again.