After yesterday's craziness, there are only four readings today.

Wendy Hornsby is at Seattle Mystery Bookshop at noon. A filmmaker discovers a cold case in Hornsby's new book In the Guise of Mercy. Cold cases are the shit right now. Cold cases are the new forensics.

Queen Anne Books is hosting a reading today. Heather Davis reads from her debut young adult novel. It's titled Never Cry Werewolf. I kind of can't believe that wasn't a book title already.

And Susan Coleen Browne, who refers to herself in the title of her book as a "Boomer," reads from her book Little Farm in the Foothills : A Boomer Couple’s Search for the Slow Life. This is the worst title of the week. It makes me want to gag and punch the book simultaneously.

Stephen Elliott reads from The Adderall Diaries at Elliott Bay Book Company. Sean Nelson reviewed Elliott's new memoir in the book section this week.

Elliott has clearly led the kind of life people should feel justified in writing stories about, be they autobiographical or merely semiautobiographical (see also: flammable, inflammable). Still, it's a mistake to focus too sharply on such scenes, which are related with all the zest of a war-crimes tribunal (not a criticism, by the way). Elliott's quest to find his real story is the story. The trail leads, via a sordid murder mystery he hopes to write a book about as it unfolds, through his drug habits, his sexual appetites, his emotional hunger, his properly miserable childhood.

This is obviously the reading of the night.

The full readings calendar, including the next week or so, is here. And if you're planning on staying in and you're looking for personalized book recommendations, feel free to tell me the books you like and ask me what to read next over at Questionland.