I have so many books going right now. Feeling a bit jangled.
Blowing the Bloody Doors Off by Michael Caine. I absolutely love his writing. I've read all his books and I just find him so interesting. And honest. I wrote him a letter, one of my Personal Notes, but I didn't get an answer back. I may try again. The day I wake up and hear he is gone is going to be a real loss. In my next life, Michael Caine and I are going to be friends.
Where The Crawdad's Sing
THe Beguiled
Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas
The Path Made Clear -- yeah. THat's right. It's Oprah. Make fun of me if you want. But I love The Oprah. She's always ready to learn something new. She actively seeks knowledge and never stops educating herself. Am I a devotee watching all her Super Soul Sundays? Nope. But I occasionally check in with her to see what new discovery she's made that will be fun for me to.
And of course, I am reading The Talisman.
Working on quilts. Watching the two little boys. Keeping my eyes on the moment a warm day shows up so I can be in my yard, laze in my rocking chair. Talk to the quail. Contemplate all the would've should've could'ves.
Blowing the Bloody Doors Off by Michael Caine. I absolutely love his writing. I've read all his books and I just find him so interesting. And honest. I wrote him a letter, one of my Personal Notes, but I didn't get an answer back. I may try again. The day I wake up and hear he is gone is going to be a real loss. In my next life, Michael Caine and I are going to be friends.
Where The Crawdad's Sing
THe Beguiled
Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas
The Path Made Clear -- yeah. THat's right. It's Oprah. Make fun of me if you want. But I love The Oprah. She's always ready to learn something new. She actively seeks knowledge and never stops educating herself. Am I a devotee watching all her Super Soul Sundays? Nope. But I occasionally check in with her to see what new discovery she's made that will be fun for me to.
And of course, I am reading The Talisman.
Working on quilts. Watching the two little boys. Keeping my eyes on the moment a warm day shows up so I can be in my yard, laze in my rocking chair. Talk to the quail. Contemplate all the would've should've could'ves.