This year blew last year out of the water. Not difficult, I'll admit. 2011 did a lot of making up for 2010 while I struggled to get my head on straight, reclaim my life, and deal with things. I talk about Dad because he was so formative of my life, and his death doesn't mean I should avoid those anecdotes ( Read more... )

I've read 13 books since my last post. It's sad that it doesn't look as though I've made a dent in any of my piles. But good-sounding books just keep coming ( Read more... )

Guess what ( Read more... )

Currently, I am desperately missing my Seattle friends and vaguely wishing this year never happened. Only vaguely wishing, because I've never liked the stories where the characters wake up and it was all a dream, or forget everything ( Read more... )

It's a saga.

( Warning: Some People May Find This Depressing. )