Two books finished all in one day. I dreaded coming to the end of Imperfect Birds (Anne Lamott) and when I did immediately moved on to a YA book I had recently checked out from the library because - you guessed it - because I liked the cover. Predictable, I know.
Northward to the Moon helped get me over my immediate depression of losing Rosie. Sequel to My One-Hundred Adventures.
Now I am reading Hard Laughter. Immediately - to me - it meant laughing ridiculously hard. Not my mom - she said, what's so hard about laughter. Think she is more on the right track. Hmm.
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Monday, August 30, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Anticipation, Dread, and Fear
I am nearly done reading Imperfect Birds - anticipation, dread, and fear is what I feel.
Anne Lamont spent nearly three decades composing what took me two months to devour. And then what? I've read Rosie I, Rosie II, and Rosie III - of which I will talk later.
There is no Rosie IV.
I read Rosie 3 in hard cover.
Real trouble.
It's gonna be a tough night when I put that book down.
Anne Lamont spent nearly three decades composing what took me two months to devour. And then what? I've read Rosie I, Rosie II, and Rosie III - of which I will talk later.
There is no Rosie IV.
I read Rosie 3 in hard cover.
Real trouble.
It's gonna be a tough night when I put that book down.
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