Began reading: 12:15 p.m.
Finished reading: 9:49 p.m.
Allowing for several breaks to deal with various child-related duties, including the making and serving of lunch and dinner, subtract an hour and a half approximately, and that makes the total reading time something like eight hours.
And the name of this book that I read today?
Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell, by Susanna Clarke. All 782 pages of it, including every one of the footnotes.
Seriously, I do not know how I do this. I specifically tried to slow down and not skim it too fast, and yet, there it is, finished already. Which is testimony to how much I enjoyed it, because in spite of the fact that the first half does move quite slowly and it takes a while to get to the real action and crisis of the plot, I didn't feel any inclination to put it down and walk away (except when I had to).
*stretches in a languid, satisfied way* It's been a long time since I could really immerse myself in a thick, meaty book like that. A good warm-up for HBP, I expect...