Dave Cullen. Up for some light beach reading? Tired of busting out that dogeared copy of The Lovely Bones and concerned you might not get iPhone service out there in Montauk? Of course you are! Worry not! Dave Cullen's Columbine, which I wrote about for the magazine this week, isn't exactly a pick-me-up — I know, shocking, right? — but it is a pretty amazing book, riveting and terrifying. Call me crazy, but that sounds like a perfect beach book to me. Why do we insist our beach books be mindless fluff? If you're too disturbed by something you're reading, put it down and just lie around doing nothing: You're on the beach! Sure beats reading in a cold dark room. (Note: I am assuming, speciously, that people still read books. Sorry.)















