I'm making surprisingly good headway on The Book of Lost Things. It's one of those books that grabbed me by the nosehairs right from the beginning. I love those books. My nosehairs don't love it so much, but they don't get a say in the matter. Given my penchant for fairy tales this one is right up my alley (how many cliches can I use today?), and the writing is just lovely. It's a very cozy read, and today was one of those overcast, nasty-lookin' days when it's nice to stay inside with a book.
As many of you already know, I shy away from chunksters. That is, books that could be used in any of the following capacities:
- for pressing flowers
- as a doorstop
- to stave off a burglar
But so far The Book of Lost Things is the best kind of chunkster--one that doesn't feel slow. Yay!
Last night I started Drunk, Divorced, and Covered in Cat Hair, and what a funny freakin' book this shall be. I giggled aloud several times. B looked at me funny. I expect this will be one of those easy reading memoirs that keeps me company when my brain is too tired for anything else. Last night I could barely keep my eyes open, but I just wasn't ready to give it up for the day, so it was a perfect choice. Woke me right up.
For now I'm off to throw together some pizza and wings for dinner. Nothing like junk food overload to top a day off.
See you all tomorrow. I'm feeling a resurgence of motivation to blog. Watch out!