Back from vacation

I was in NJ for Easter visiting family.  My grandfather's church was half empty (or half full, depending on how you look at it) for Easter, and I was stunned.  I don't know what to think about that right now, and I don't feel like blogging about it either.

So.  I was in the middle of The Echo Maker and I left it at an oil change place an hour away, so there's no chance of getting it back.  Bummer.  Anyone read it and know what happens?  I know, I could go to the library, but I am incapable of returning books on time and rack up ridiculous fines so I avoid the library now.  It's cheaper for me to just buy it. 

Next on my reading list: Wuthering Heights.  Awesome.   "In fact, books without literal sex in them were even more exciting because the filthy-minded then has all this fun work to do, reading sex into the undescribed corners of the narrative. Yum! Why else does anyone become an English major? My religious students seem to understand."  I was an English and Religious Studies double major.  But God, I hated Tess of the d'Urbervilles.