It’s hot.
Enough said.
This week is the dreaded sidewalk sale on the street where my Bookstore is situated.
We have two a year, I hate them, exhausting, much ado about nothing.
I imagine I won’t have much time to read or post on the blog.
I’m still reading My Life As A Man by Philip Roth.
It’s well written and compelling but, I don’t know, it’s doesn’t really speak to me.
I’m looking forward to the Fall.
I have always loved the fall.
I get nostalgic for a return to school.
The smell of books and newly sharpened pencils.
New corduroy pants, shiny sneakers that you want to smudge so they don’t look,
too new.
I no longuer wear corduroy pants or sneakers.
Jeans and Blundstones for me but, still,
nice memories.
To me, fall is a time for settling down and getting comfortable.
Long walks in the brisk air.
The wind wiping away the crap from your mind.
I don’t think it will be that kind of fall.
More like upheavals and change.
Change is good.
Right?
I’m working on the novel.
I really want to do it.
You all have a good week
Later girls
BB
