After many false alarms over the winter, my body finally gave in and got really sick. My doctor thought it might be step throat. I almost hoped it was, so that I could take something and get better. But alas, just a really bad cold. No voice for three days and only a squeak for several after that. Almost two weeks later I'm still recovering. All this to say...I haven't been reading at my regular pace. Taking stock of books on the go - Norman Mailer The Spooky Art, Oliver Van DeMille A Thomas Jefferson Education, Israel My Glory magazine, The Artist's magazine, Richard Powell Wabi Sabi for Writers, Rob Bell Velvet Elvis, Lewis Thomas The Lives of a Cell, AND Holley Pierlot A Mother's Rule of Life.
The only book I have finished in the last 3 weeks is P.D. James's The Children of Men. I had been warned not to watch the movie because of the bad language so I opted for the book instead. I have to admit that it took me till about one-third into the book to really get hooked on it. I enjoy science fiction, but this wasn't your usual sci-fi novel. Once hooked though the story line was interesting. It brought to mind the book The Lord of the Flies. How will we behave when the structure of society that we have always counted on is gone? Our true character comes out when the going gets tough. Scary thought.