Apologies. I haven't been keeping up as a faithful blogger should. I've been doing other things. When the seafood done me in my habits changed and I ended up reading books. Besides, we're in that point of the Murdoch soap opera where weeks go by without much happening (Heather Mills?) and you can catch up a week later like it was yesterday. Not much new about the killer Breivik, since it's all investigation for now. It's also just good to get a breather.
So I read the whole of the first 2 books in the Song of Ice and Fire series and am a couple hundred pages into The Fry Chronicles. Fabulous reads. GRR Martin has a wickedly Jungian imagination. And Fry is Fry. What more needs to be said? So I fully enjoyed myself while recovering. But WTH it's like I've spun back to being 17. Who knew I'd ever be the weirdo geek bookish girl in the peasant clothes again? I'm wearing beads. I'm making an anklet (talk about slow going jesus christ!). Just bought an OED to reread. In full nerd blowout here. And will probably pick up the whole Tolkien library, followed by Brooks, for the winter. I even ordered 2 dresses. Life's too short. Terrible things are happening. One has to enjoy what one can.
Winter is coming.
This 'n' That
4 days ago