I read another book! Best of all, I can foresee a time when it won't be such an event to read a book. I've started another one, and this one is a murder mystery, so I know there will be some adrenaline-filled moments. I think I can handle it. We'll see.
But the book I just finished? Pride and Prejudice. I chose it because I know exactly what's coming around every corner. And sure enough, Lizzie and Mr. Darcy, Bingley and Miss Bennet, Mr. and Mrs. Bennet, Mr. Collins, Charlotte, Lady Catherine...all were just as expected. Not only that, but the book ended just as it always did before. Ahhhhhh.
I can focus better than I could right after the earthquake, but I still jump up from the book more often than a person really should, whether from an urge to check Facebook one more time to see if anybody posted any recent events in Haiti, or to do some research which comes to mind. For example, I started to wonder if Jane Austen was alive for the earthquake in London in 1750. Turns out she was born in 1775, so that earthquake (actually, there were two, and Charles Wesley wrote some hymns about them) took place twenty-five years before her birth. Which would explain why there aren't any earthquakes in Pride and Prejudice. An important feature in a book if I'm going to choose it these days.
So that was book #4 of this year.
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