Currently reading: Desperation by Stephen King π
Tackling the remaining Stephen King books I havenβt read. I usually read fiction on my Kindle, but I have the hardback of this one. I forgot how heavy and unwieldy some of Stephen King books can be!
I loved this short, spare novella. In 109 pages, Keegan puts you squarely in the mind and body of its protagonist, Furlong. You feel the pangs of long-ago childhood angst, the chill of an Irish cold spell, the ugliness of small town bigotry, the warmth of a coal stove, the despair over the human cruelty. The Irish dialogue felt more like music or birdsong, making me wish my own language wasnβt so ordinary and flat. I felt sad to leave Furlongβs side after so short a visit, but the tale and ending was told in just the right way, with just the right words. β β β β β
π· April 2024 Micro.Blog photo challenge, Day 3: Card
A Father’s Day card from my son Connor in 2020 before he left home for college. He died in a motorcycle accident two years later. I usually toss cards, but I kept this one, and I treasure it. Hug your kids tonight.
Currently reading: Slow Horses by Mick Herron π
Lambβs laugh wasnβt a genuine surrender to amusement; more of a temporary derangement. Not a laugh youβd want to hear from anyone holding a stick.
I enjoyed the TV series, but the book is even better.
Camped along the Colorado River here at Davis Camp on the Arizona-Nevada border. Smaller rigs can nose right up to the edge of the river. This is my kind of camping.
After three good years with Craft, I’ve moved my reading notes and PKM to Bear. I really love Bear’s simplicity and hidden power on both Mac and iOS. No futzing, just my words. Blog post: Bear 2 for Writing and Thinking.
This was a good book. I liked the characters and the storyline. The reasons Sam and Sadie found to be mad at the other were a little frustrating, but I think thatβs ultimately the lesson they each needed to learn. The portrayal of grief and loss was really well done. β β β β β
Itβs been a couple years since I finished In Search of Lost Time by Marcel Proust. I read all six volumes with an amazing Twitter book group over the course of a year. I struggled with the serpentine sentences and French society references at the time, but passages like these stuck with me. π
My 75th book of 2023, which is a new personal record for the most books I’ve read in a single year. Many of the stories in this collection touch on the hard to articulate grief of losing a child, which hit home for me. β β β β β