Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life. Well, valuable, but small. And sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven't been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? I don’t really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Currently Reading: The Flying Troutmans
The Flying Troutmans by Miriam Toews is one of those books on my Books-to-Read list that I don't even remember how it got there! Somewhere along the way I heard about this book and thought I might enjoy it. Sometimes these forgotten discoveries turn out to be great and sometimes they're not so good. But so far I'm liking this one. It's about 28-year-old Hattie who suddenly must care for her niece and nephew when her emotionally-disturbed sister enters a psychiatric hospital. Hattie decides to make the children on a road trip to find their long-lost father. Hopefully I can let you know soon if I recommend it!
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