Thoughts

It’s 8:30 am., Thursday. The TV hums in the living room. Every so often I hear a distinct word. Probably YouTube. My husband is up. I still lounge in bed and think. And read. And read, then think some more. And write this.

Lend Me Your Character, by Dubravka Ugresic. It’s hilarious in parts. A lot about cliches. Cliches in life and cliches in books. She might be my new favorite writer; until next week, when I read a new favorite. Ugresic passed away last year. So, no more new books, but she wrote a few while she lived. Anyway, this book is excellent. I love it.

I want to write a book. Maybe. Not for anyone to see, but just for me so I can say I did. Or maybe just a novella. In a real notebook on paper in my own handwriting. Part fairy tale, part real. But what hasn’t already been written?

I should get up.

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