I am exhausted this morning. I stayed up half the night finishing Beautiful Children, by Charles Bock, because I quite simply couldn't stop reading. 407 pages later, I passed out! A while back, we gently ribbed first-time novelist Bock for boasting about taking ten years to write the book, which is about living, being lost, and runaways in Vegas. Was it civilized, we wondered? In conclusion: Yes! Take as much time with that next novel as you need, man. We'll be waiting.