I’m melting,
I’m melting,
it’s hot,
very hot,
but,
weirdly enough,
I’m getting used to,
it,
but,
I’m still melting:-)
Had a whole,
bunch of boring,
little things,
to do,
today,
nothing worth,
mentioning.
I went to the library,
brought back,
the Ivans,
and got some,
new stuff,
A Carol Anshaw,
I read her,
Aquamarine,
last year,
really enjoyed it,
recently,
someone suggested,
I check out more,
of her stuff,
and the library,
happened to have,
Lucky In The Corner,
so,
into the book bag,
it went.
One of my favourite,
books read this year,
was,
Bird By Bird,
by Anne Lamott,
so I got her,
Grace(Eventually) Thoughts On Faith,
it’s a book of essays,
I like her style,
I like her humour,
I’m looking forward,
to reading it.
While,
I was poking around,
the memoir section,
I came accross,
Literary Life,
by Larry McMurtry,
I loved,
the first part,
of his memoirs,
Books: A Memoir,
this is the second part,
should be a good read,
not too long,
I read part of it,
at the library,
he’s a pro,
this guy,
it flows.
From the back cover:
What I hoped to be, all my mature life, is a man of letters. Somerset Maugham, not much valued today, was a man of letters, and his valedictory statement is to be found in a lovely book called The Summing Up, which in my youth, I read many times.
McMurtry and I,
destined to get along,
we both love,
Maugham:-)
Well,
I know it’s not much,
of a post,
but,
did I mention,
I’m melting.
🙂
Later girls,
BB