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I'm reading three books right now. I don't usually stack them like this. It just sort of happened...mostly because two of them are whimsical stories—both SciFi, in a way: Empringham's and by S.H. Hughes. The third title is , by Joel Goldman—a mystery.

I'll finish the mystery before the other two, even though I started the SFs a few days earlier. I like witty pieces, but for me, humor is like sitting down for dinner and finding that every course is cake. Neither my sweet tooth, nor my funny bone can take too much at one time. Since all three titles are well-written, I know none of them will end up on my dnf list.