It's funny . . . the longer the days become, the quicker they seem to pass. How on earth is the Tournament of Books already up to the second round?!? There's still plenty of time to jump aboard for the semifinals and onward -- not to mention to jeer & cheer the results of the previous weeks' selections. If I was a betting man, my money'd be on a nip & tuck final between Marlon James' A Brief History of Seven Killings and Elena Ferrante's Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay. I'll keep my championship pick close to the chest for now, though.
What about you? Who are you cheering for? mourning? feeling was unjustly booted?