Because the world is still on fire, while the people in charge pretend not to notice how well aimed the flames are (they are not, after all, first in line to burn), I continue to struggle to read. Making things, on the other hand, is happening.
I hope to write a post for each of these things once I finish them, but in the meantime, a few teasers:
Little reading, while also avoiding twitter as much as I can (because the world is on fire, and I am struggling to cope), means more making things. And these days, it mostly means sewing. So, here’s another image-heavy post for you.
Fair warning, I had the devil of a time trying to get a good picture of this one, because it’s shape is…Let’s go with “challenging” to photograph–for me.
"A review is at its heart the expression of the reviewer’s opinion–in this case, my opinion. Regardless of how the book in question ended up in my hands, I will not insult your intelligence by assuming that you will blindly buy any book I like, or that you’ll avoid reading any book I don’t like. Instead, I’ll give you credit for making up your own mind, and buying and/or reading whatever you think you’ll enjoy."
Please be aware that some of the books I review, talk about, or plain mention in passing, in this blog, have been given to me by the author, or someone else on behalf of the author, with the express purpose that I review them. (Those reviews are tagged ARC or review copy.)
Her Hands, My Hands 