I’ve been reading and writing, and I haven’t gone away yet, though I will, shortly, to Oklahoma for a while. Until August. But I’ll still blog. Maybe.
I’m about ready to give up the Amelia Peabody series, which I’ve been reading for two months, but which has gone drastically downhill. It’s such a shame! I enjoyed the hilarity for the first few, but the three most recent have been decidedly lacking in quality. Maybe I’ll give it one more book. Because I’m generous like that. But just in case, do you have any ideas for an alternate default series? Light, easy, and fun, with plenty of books in the series already, and possibly a mystery? (Don’t say Agatha Christie. I’ve already been there. Twice.)
I’m also working on a guest post for the American Literary Review blog, to which I’ll post a link when it goes up on Wednesday. It’s about Jhumpa Lahiri’s Unaccustomed Earth. It’s a good book, far better than my post about it.
I read somewhere that you should avoid beginning most of your sentences or paragraphs with “I,” because that’s egotistical and, ultimately, uninteresting.
I guess I’m egotistical. Which I wouldn’t mind, if I could be this guy.
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