I want to jot this down, because I don’t want to forget. I mean, I do want to forget, but I don’t, not really. About a week ago, I had one of the worst dreams I’ve ever had. In my dream, someone I respect very much, someone who I consider a friend, but also someone […]
September Books
#36: Nocturnal Urges by Elizabeth Donald. #37: The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman. Reviews later. Also, I’ve officially given up on finishing The Eight.
Made it to the UK!
I made it to London and am now in Birmingham. I have not been mugged. If you hear otherwise, feel free to contact my husband for verification– obviously, you shouldn’t wire money to me. The trip was… involved, is the best word I can think of. Long. I’m tired. I didn’t sleep much on the […]