Happy New Year. Mine (last night) was quiet - I read Peter Taylor's A Woman of Means (it wasn't fantastic) and went to bed before 10:30 - and probably exactly what I needed after the drama of the past four New Years' eves.
Earlier this week, I returned The Urban Hermit. It was overdue and hadn't grabbed me. Easy come, easy go.
Today, I finished Five Men Who Broke My Heart. There were some great moments. Really fantastic, heartfelt, terrific moments of brilliance. Lovely, beautiful, pristine, glorious moments.
In a 228 page puddle of self-absorbed, neurotic, whining, ungrateful slop. Dreck. Blegh. I think it's safe to say that, overall, I hated it. Now, how to spin this in the work-related review, so that other people might want to pick it up...?
Hope to see you all this coming year, and that it's a happy & healthy one for each of you.
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