Red And Plump With Just A Little Bit Of Bite
Got home from PT last night and checked the garden. The radishes are ready! Beautiful red emperor hybrid radishes. Some are still on the small side but I pulled a handful of the bigger ones and had them with dinner. YUM! I know a lot of people don't like them but I have had a thing for radishes lately. I love not knowing if one is going to be on the sweet or the spicy side until I bite into it. The ones from my garden have a nice amount of bite to them. I can't wait to get home tonight and pick some more!
Book reviews are coming, I promise. There are at least two anthologies I want to review on here and I need to do it soon before I forget which stories I liked! As with most anthologies I found some stories I liked, some that were just OK, and the occasional one that made me go WTF? I read for a lot of reasons not the least of which is to be entertained. I don't mind having to work at it either but it irks me when I get done and I'm still not sure what the author was driving at. I don't know about you but I don't enjoy it when a book or story leaves me feeling stupid. And there was one story here that made me feel exactly like that. The whole time I was reading it I felt as if I were drowning - too much language, not enough comprehension.
Enough stalling. Back to the salt mines.
Book reviews are coming, I promise. There are at least two anthologies I want to review on here and I need to do it soon before I forget which stories I liked! As with most anthologies I found some stories I liked, some that were just OK, and the occasional one that made me go WTF? I read for a lot of reasons not the least of which is to be entertained. I don't mind having to work at it either but it irks me when I get done and I'm still not sure what the author was driving at. I don't know about you but I don't enjoy it when a book or story leaves me feeling stupid. And there was one story here that made me feel exactly like that. The whole time I was reading it I felt as if I were drowning - too much language, not enough comprehension.
Enough stalling. Back to the salt mines.