Indeed, I shouldn't. We're moving on Wednesday and I should really be doing some more packing. This whole taking over a bookstore thing has been pretty intense and tiring, however, and I maybe want to whinge about that a little, and also about how I don't have nearly enough time to read right now (because I'm supposed to be packing and running the store and my mom's coming to visit this coming weekend).
My dream is to somehow end up in an interwebs-free cottage on a lake with a stack of novels and lots of delicious eats. (Lake is optional.)
I'm reading an amazing book right now, recommended to me by my children's lit genius friend Shelley; it's called The White Darkness and the plot is in no way predictable and the writing is fantastically good. It's also making me claustrophobic. If you read it, you'll understand.
I've joined this Support Your Local Library Challenge for 2009. I don't think I indicated anywhere how many books' worth of support I was willing to show, but I'm going to aim for 20. That's not too unreasonable a goal but even with my beloved books I'm a bit of a commitment-phobe - e.g., ever since I joined the Japanese Literature Challenge my interest in Japanese lit has almost disappeared and I've got a copy of The Pillow Book of Sei Shonagon, dammit!
Okay, I'm so spaced out right now, I can't even think of how to conclude this post of random blah blah blahs so I'll do so the way real authors do. Fin. (Ha.)