Ever eaten at the automat? A panoply of food stretches off into the distance and you try not to choose everything. Kind of like with reading.
This week I am rereading Jane Austen. Which means I can revel in the book and not worry if the characters will find happiness. Or not.
Today I’m writing about what we’ve been up to. Or stuff up to which we’ve been. Walking, blogging, reading. Our regular pandemic pastimes.
When you’re yearning to travel but are stuck at home what do you do? Read, of course.
How would you define a good book? That’s what we’re taking about today. That and the really good book I’ve been reading.
I’m writing about my winter reading today, my friends. And writing about not being able to write about my winter reading.
We’re in for a hard winter this year. Not in the old way. Not because the temperature will drop to -30° C. But in a new way because of COVID.
Holiday reading is such an important part of this time of year for me. I’ll be settling in for a long winter’s week of reading. Hopefully.
It’s cold and windy outside. The kettle has boiled. Time for the season of hunkering down with a good book to begin. Here’s what I’m reading.
September always makes me feel as if I’m turning a page. Moving on. Literally and figuratively.
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