i go through seasons when it seems like all i do is read. one glorious book after another. characters become my companions. authors who, by the time i finish reading their words, seem more like a friend i could meet for coffee.

but then there are the other times. times like now, when it feels like a million days since i've last picked up a book.

today, that will be remedied.

i woke up too early to actually call it morning today, feeling feverish and achey, so i'm staying home this morning, and will write for a while, and then, i plan to spend the rest of the day reading. finish a couple of the books i am reviewing, and maybe start in on a new adventure or two.

let you know how my plan works out...


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