Jun 29, 2009 18:36
How the hell could I forget THAT nickname?
Fuzzy Slipper. So called because he always loved to lie amongst the pile of shoes by the front door, and when he was younger he was the same size as my shoes. The Wild Erevan, walking Fuzzy Slipper, hiding amongst his fellow footwear.
I have a couple new books to read. Found Elaine Cunningham's Daughter Of The Drow at the used bookstore in downtown Sonora, and got Erik Scott de Bie's Depths of Madness from Noble Knight Games along with some other stuff. Was reading DoM a bit and enjoying it, but the inevitable got brought up with Fox-at-Twilight and I had to stop as it was the second day of Erevan's disappearance, even without mentioning the name. Too raw then. I like Taslin but yeah she's totally not going to survive the novel. The cover kind of gives that away. :wacko: Book and dice arrived the day he disappeared, the following morning after the discovery, so yeah, bad timing there, heh. Though at least shiny new things make me feel a bit better.
Ironically what I've actually been heavily reading is Dune. I just bogged down and couldn't finish it over a year ago, nearly two, and just suddenly picked it up during the three-day vigil I kept watching for Erevan, and I've been reading that. Go figure.
I'm at least starting to do better. The crying is less frequent and not as hard.
Eventually I'll be alright. But there's always going to be a hole in my heart, the exact size and shape of a fluffy little siamese kitten named Erevan.
erevan,
reading