nice weather for books

November 1, 2010

“November has come.” Not just a great Gorillaz song, but today’s reality in spades. It’s turtleneck weather, children, and I couldn’t be happier. Got my snow boots in the mail and now feel prepared for anything. Of course, I’m sure I’ll get some surprises any damn way, life being like that and all.

Interesting day for books. From library, current reading list consists of Teleny (which, in my opinion, is not written by Oscar Wilde at all, though maybe he thought up some of the set pieces), Cities of the Interior by Anais Nin (haven’t started yet), In Search of a Master by John Preston (a semi-legendary dirty book held in high enough esteem that it’s in the library – a position I hope to someday hold), and Collected Plays of Noel Coward, out of which I am reading Design for Living.

Meanwhile, I am in good health and good spirits. I may even write tonight, which would be divine. It’s once again been too long.

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