Some pretty strong talk here for a lady who falls squarely between “shaman” and “mystic.”
I’m taking the week offline – my family is in continued need of some detox! That means packing some hefty reading material – usually one solid wacky romp and one sludgy 19th century doorstop. I’ve been enjoying suggestions from folks on Twitter for what to read. Everything from Connie Willis (delightful!) to James Joyce (why do they always suggest Joyce) to Trollope (appropriately turgid!).
What are your favorite “beach reads” – guilty pleasures or impenetrable oeuvres?