“Books may well be the only true magic.” Alice Hoffman
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“I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.” Jorge Luis Borges
I don’t know if Paradise is a kind of library or not but I think there is a library there. I once read that whatever you need will be in Heaven when you get there. Since I cannot imagine eternity without books I am going with the thought that there is a library filled with books to make all bookworm’s happy. But there won’t be any booklouse critters! That would not be heavenly.
A friend came home from the hospital after several weeks.
It is warm during the day but the nights are chilly and the trees are putting on their fall finery.
Going to a home owner’s association potluck supper tomorrow. Will be nice to talk to people I only see in the elevator, atrium or at the mailboxes. Maybe meet some new folks.
Reading a book by an author I haven’t read before. I have read reviews of his books that made me think his books were not for me. Happy surprise! This will be a must-read author now. You would think by now I would know not to take reviews too seriously
Joining the hop
Book Beginnings On Friday
Innocence by Dean Koontz.
Here are the first and last two sentences of the first chapter.
Having escaped one fire, I expected another…For me, being set afire was merely the expectation of an inevitable conclusion. This fair world, compounded of unaccountable beauties and enchantments and graces, inspired in me only one abiding fear, which was that I might live in it too long.
I was hooked with those sentences and the more I read the more awful and wonderfuI it is. I am one-quarter of the way in and hope to finish it this weekend. I have no idea what will happen or how it will end.
Mama says it is the Fourth of July.
It’s called Independence Day.and peoples celebrate.
I’m all for independence, I am a cat you know.
If you want to celebrate go ahead,
but listen people, you can be independent and quiet.
As a cat I know this for a fact.
All this noise is crazy.
How is a guy supposed to sleep with all the racket?
Ps I told mama she could link this to Six Word Saturday.
I also told her I would remind you about In Other Words.
The book I am reading now is Patricia Cornwell’s Flesh and Blood
the first sentence of chapter one:
Copper flashes like shards of aventurine glass on top of the old brick wall behind our house. I envision ancient pastel stucco workshops with red tile roofs along the Rio dei Vetrai canal, and fiery furnaces and blowpipes as maestros shape molten glass on marvers. Careful not to spill, I carry two espressos sweetened with agave nectar.
His gloved hand turns a modern satin chrome knob that is an insult to the vintage oak front door.
“It’s completely closed now but when the first responding officers got here it was ajar.” He continues to ignore my questions.
I always like Cornwell’s Scarpetta books.
The last couple were not as good as earlier ones but
with this book she seems back on her game.
I am celebrating that after a couple of weeks of feeling like I was spinning my wheels at work and getting nothing done this week was productive. I had some help and the stack of papers has dwindled down to manageable. Another week it should be gone, gone, gone.
And I am so happy that I lucked into a great sale on Skimmies. Between the 20% off and a $10.00 coupon I saved $30.00. If you don’t what Skimmies are…they are slip shorts. Great under skirts or to sleep in.
I also celebrate that the days are getting longer though it is still cold.
Spring is on the way!