Anxiously waiting for the dealer
Ich hab mir mal wieder, weil ich unverhofft Geld übrig hatte - eine Lüge, die ich mir eingeredet habe bis ich es selbst glaub - wieder neue Bücher - immerhin von meiner Liste! - bestellt. Und nun warte ich an einem Samstag komplett fertig auf die Post, die wahrscheinlich erst in einigen Stunden kommen wird. Bin ich süchtig? Of course not!
Bestellt habe ich mir, weil ich mal wieder in der modernen Zeit bleiben möchte:
Ink Exchange by Melissa Marr (a modern fairy tale alá Oh no, I can see fairies, I do not look at or they torture me)
The Light-Bearer's Daughter by OR Melling (another Mä ; girl that travels through Ireland in search of the fairies disappeared and the family member) I'm not so sure, but something like that will feel better.
Then there is that the images are so beautiful and the story interested me once, I ordered a children's book that is: Miss Rumphius
by Barbara Cooney
so to speak, the drag-along book with my orders.
My to-read-shelf is growing. I have read so much for the university and then I get me even permanently, as it is called something new - "recreational books".
In the university I attended this semester, a seminar on Mark Twain and read yesterday, the first short story from him. And now I know that the seminar will be great. The name was short story "The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County".
I like how Twain takes over the language of the characters, he writes as they speak. I once briefly in Huck Finn looked inside and there Kams I already receive, as if the rest ma non English which I still own goes down the drain. Mark Twain's great. It all began with Mark Twain and everything will cease to Mark Twain.
have for this weekend I made myself do not go to, well, a bit, but I will leave the house rather non. A nice quiet weekend. I'll probably read it. But the nice weather (it is very dark and wet) one can make nothing more than lying around and read. In my book, anyway.
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