Not that I'm excited, no, not at all!
I'm now in a dilemma- do I desperately struggle through the last few chapters of The Tenant of Wildfell Hall, paying little attention and rushing the paragraphs, or do I simply read the two concurrently? It's common practice around here, to have several books on the go depending on mood, but it does split concentration, and sometimes the characters mix themselves up.
It's a conundrum,for sure.
Bernard Cornwell is my Older Man Crush. Well, one of them. I suppose a better classification would be my Literary Older Man Crush. Such a dish! Such a voice! Such authorial talent! No, I will not get back in my corner, this is my blog! Bah!
Gillian Bagwell and Diana Gabaldon are pretty good, too. But I don't swing that way, so they miss out a bit. I'm sure they don't mind much.
Right, Little Girl is asleep next to me so I'm free to talk to my man-creature without interruption.
Goodbye, lovely people who read my blog (all nobody at all).
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