My vacation is winding down, y'all, and I could not have hoped for a better, more relaxing bunch of "me" time to get centered and ready for the remainder of the calendar year at work. Tomorrow it's back to my 7:15am class, management team meetings, audit preparation, and my co-workers I enjoy so much. I don't dread going back, but I do mourn the loss of unlimited reading time.
While I had hoped to complete at least two or three books this week, I only finished one, and you all know it because I've been gushing about it ever since. I plan to post my review of The Night Circus tomorrow so you'll know exactly why I love it so much.
Also on the docket for today: reading some short stories to catch up for my Science Fiction and Fantasy class. I'm certain at least some of these stories will count toward the RIP VI Short Story Peril, so expect to see a post about those, soon.
Finally, like so many others, I'm contemplating the 10-year anniversary of 9/11 today. I was fortunate not to have lost anyone in that tragedy, but like so many Americans, we feel a kinship to those who endured this horrible event. It's become such a defining part of our history as Americans, and it's hard to believe it's been 10 years already. My prayers go out to those who still wrestle with the reality and endure the lasting pain of what happened there 10 years ago.