I have reached the point where I can stay up for a couple of hours before I need to sleep again. So what am I doing? I am reading.
Oddly, I am not reading stuff from my TBR list. Instead I find myself reading childhood favs. The Blue Sword by Robin McKinly(sp?). Why, I wonder? Why not Mockingjay, the second book in the Hunger Games series? Why not the book club book?
I don’t know. All I know is The Blue Sword seems somehow more comforting just now.
PS: forgive me any spelling errors. I am still unable to spell check.
