Someone asked me recently how, as a rabbi, I “celebrate” the end of Yom Kippur. Here’s my deep, dark secret — I read for pleasure. Yes, I build my sukkah; yes, I have a bagel and lox. But the real way I know that Yom Kippur is behind me is by the books on my nightstand.
During the weeks leading up to Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur I read almost exclusively (save for the occasional Sports Illustrated, Bon Appétit, or Business Week) in preparation for the holidays. Like my old friend who gives up Sour Cream and Cheddar potato chips for Lent, I give up reading popular fiction during the Yamim Noraim.
Late Saturday night after break fast, I come home and note with a smile the stack of new books next to my bed. If I’m not too tired, I choose the best looking one and read the first few pages before falling happily to sleep.
Please help and recommend a book for me to dive into this week. What’s the best fiction you’ve read recently?