kate rothwell

Snow report: back snow still about 1 foot tall and impressive. pile in front less than 6" tall and this rain should do it. Book report: Yup, I'm reading -- Kim Harrison. I was annoyed by how people are portrayed as good, then bad, then good. In love, out of love, attracted, hate, love...but now I'm used to it. Everyone is a mix and Rachel, the narrator, really wants black and white so she'll keep switching back and forth in her opinion. I sometimes I wish it was in third person. Also I'm reading some book my college aged kid left behind, Early Judaism: Religious Worlds of the First Judiac Millenium. Works for insomnia. My Book Report: The Mad Baron will be out next week, I think. Food report: We have strawberries and I need some now, I think.

that last entry seemed to be all snarly about the romance when it should have been about the great reader. I only emphasized the crappiness of the book because if it had been merely been meh, then the gusto, the pure joy of the reader's work would be less heroic. I love my new computer, thanks for asking, except the mouse seems travel a lot and ends up landing any which way all over the place so when I write stories without paying attention there are strange paragraphs inserted into words. like this bit of gobbledygoop I just wrote: Three dogs came hurtling from nowhere--silent shaggy creatures that threw themselves on Miguel. His dogs were always well behaved ater came gushing out, and without the thumps or air hisses of a system that had been off for a while. well maybe it was funnier in the manuscript. Yeah, that's it.

I stopped listening to another purely awful romance. (no names, even if she is one of the famous people who couldn't care less what a blogger thinks of 'em) I realized the only reason I'd lasted as long as I had was the reader. He's an Englishman (or just does the accent well) and seems to love the stuff he's reading--and almost makes the recycled, tired garbage of a book worth the time. Almost. He can manage the most drealy lines or the hottest scenes with gusto. And his female voices are great. ** I kept wondering what he thought of the dreck he read so happily. I started listening for signs of a curled lip or scorn. Nope, he sounded thoroughly involved. Totally into one of the stupidest stories ever--and not just mind-dulling plot makes me cringe but the purple prose. Yeah. Also. WTF? Did she really just say that about the dude's love-weapon? Readers like that give me new respect for good actors. They can do that stuff with a straight face. They face the ...