Good stuff, good stuff, life is just full of good stuff. Like pot roast. We went to Mom & Dad’s for dinner last night and it was really, really good pot roast and biscuits which I think we all ate too many of because there were so many kinds of very, very good homemade jam to put on them. :)
Terry Brooks is doing a book signing at Title Wave tonight, and there is a Sisters in Crime meeting at, um. Barnes & Noble. I should go to both of those things. Perhaps especially the book signing, as I have a Tragic Story about Wishsong to tell him. :)
I think I may be more or less caught up on my sleep. I hope so. I really didn’t want to get up this morning when the alarm went off.
Hm. I think that’s about all for right now.
miles to Lothlorien: 240
Oooo. What’s your _Wishsong_ Tragic Story? :)
I read it first, which, given the events of the book, should pretty much tell you what the tragedy was. :) I got done, having wept copiously, turned the book over, and there on the back cover it said, “Be sure to read the first two books in the Shannara trilogy!”
And I went AAAUUUUUUUUUUUUGH! It built into me a life-long obsession with reading series in order. :)