I often read two books at once purely because I’m lazy. If I have two book on the go, one can live downstairs and one can live upstairs and I never have to wander around the house searching for my book. Makes perfect sense, no?
EXCEPT when the books start mixing in my brain.
At the moment, I’m reading Andrew Smith’s The Alex Crow and Rebecca Stead’s When You Reach Me, both excellent. But in The Alex Crow, there’s a schizophrenic bomber driving around. And in When You Reach Me, there’s a girl receiving mysterious notes. I keep getting really worried as I read, thinking the girl is getting notes from a bomber.
Talk about adding suspense to a middle-grade novel.