Recently my speed of reading increased like crazy. For some crappy reason that I myself am unsure of.
I mean for the past few months I've been slacking in the area of reading and now I finish 2 books in 3 days. Used to like spend 2 weeks reading Jeffery Archer.
Some random books I got off the shelf in a rush:

1. Queen of Babble: In the Big City (Finished. Jess advises me not to read the third book, but after reading the last sentence of the second book, I am totally unsatisfied.)
2. Queen of Babble: Big Mouth, Big Heart, Big Problems (Most readable book I've ever read. I'm not kidding, and please don't look at me like that.)
3. Dream Wheels (I like the cover! Just starting on it. More of literary and the words are just going into my brain and coming out the same way.)
4. Lost (Hmm. Seemed kinda interesting so I borrowed it. With hope, it's worth the read.)

and am confident of finishing by the end of the week. That is, if I'm not forced to do the laundry, sweep and mop the floor, cook dinner, clean up the mess my dog made in the kitchen, clear up my rubbish dump room cum storeroom and do reflections.