working on it

I've been reading (and really enjoying) Lewis fanfic this week. But I've never seen Lewis...

I've been reading (and really not enjoying) those Grey books. Or rather I read the first and am now skim reading the last. I *didn't* buy them, they were badgered on to me by a colleague at work with whom I've shared other books. SO. I'm glad to have read the one, so that I can comment with knowledge instead of just pre-judgement, but really. Aside from all the other ills that have been described by those much more able than I am, they're just so damn repetitive.

Oh but White Collar came back and Lo! It was good. Peter wore jeans and smiled in the sun and looked beautiful and oh. I would say other things but they would be spoilery and I don't have the brains to make a cut right now.

Hallo.

I has internet, but it is rubbish.

In other news, I quite liked Doctor Who this week, and SPN was also of the good. Primarily for the same reason :p

I can also enthuse about two books The Boy I Love by Marion Husband and the sequel Paper Moon The first set immediately in the aftermath of WW1 and the latter following WW2, but with characters and themes in common. I've a weakness for novels in such settings, but with some Daddy issues thrown in amongst the angst and discomfort, well, I thoroughly enjoyed these. The only shame is that reading the second, I still had a much greater concern and care for the characters from the first than those that were supposed to be in main focus; but that's probably just me refusing to let go!

Watched the second and third in the Ocean's.... trilogy over the weekend, initially only watched for SC, but they were fun too.

I finished reading the Morecambe and Wise biography this morning, and ended up in tears reading an account of Eric Morecambe's death.

And now I'm re-reading Flanders by Patricia Anthony and although I know it's one of my favourite books, I think I had forgotten how beautifully written it is. How compelling. I've reached the halfway point and am slowing because I know what's coming next and that, well, without spoilering, bits of it are hard to read - although equally, if not more so, beautiful.

It's one of those books I want everyone to have read a) so they can have the experience and b) so they can tell me about it!

I just finished reading Outlaw by Angus Donald. The tagline, "Meet the Godfather of Sherwood Forest", could have been enough to put me off, as could the little silver sticker declaring "as good as Bernard Cornwell or your money back", but being a fan of all things Robin Hood, I bought and read and, actually, enjoyed.

I'm not sure why, it kinda spits on a lot of the mythology, plays with other aspects - Robin loves Marie-Anne for example. It has a lot of bloodshed and gore and some rather horrible parts, but I enjoyed it, read it in a couple of days and recommend it. It's bloody and gruesome, but I liked.

Well I threatened I would enlist the books of my year, ( so here goes: )

I was so bored at work today I came home at 2.30. I was trying to persuade myself to stay, but then my boss came and asked to use my office, so I had no choice (!)

I came home, still pmt-y and sorry for myself - so I went to bed and slept for two hours. Doesn't bode well for tonight's sleep, but meh!

I have Friday off - this is a good thing and means I have only two more days to get through. I want to get things done (tons of housework and washing needs sone, I wanna sort things, chuck things. I have two boxes of stuff for the charity shoppe - that if I had any energy I could eBay, but phew, too much hassle!)and cupboards and chests that need a big sort out.

I did hammer in two nails today - which is a start yes?

Oh - I put 'shoppe' - perhaps I'm feeling olde worlde?

I was talking with ironicdutchess and remembering books that were in the home when I was a child. Not the well beloved books, but the others that were about the house. Ie a Child's encyclopedia about island natives eating explorers, with gory illustrations to match, and a medical book, which as well as graphic photographs of skin disease and cancer, had a section on how to survive an atomic explosion.

Cee commented that these weren't very politically correct and it made me realise that PC didn't really exist when I was little! A friend's pet dog was called n*gger for example - and, whilst we as children knew this was wrong, the expected and respectful terminology was 'coloured' and 'half-caste' (which, to be fair would have been an odd name for a dog!) - jesting aside though - It makes me feel old!

I also remember a child's version of Pilgrim's Progress which gave me nightmares for a fortnight after I read it and I would never even dare touch the book again.

Mum had a thousand Mills & Boon books, Dad read Dennis Wheatley and Reader's Digest and my brothers had Commando Cartoon books with wartime heroics (and a lot of h/c in hindsight, all that soldierly love ... hmm, maybe I should hunt down a few!?)

I also remember the day I found my dad/brother's porn -but that's a different story! :P

1. Bold what you have read
2. Italics what you started but never finished
3. Underline what you want to read
4. Add three books that you've read at the end.
( ridiculously long! )

la la la.. cheesy, beany mash for tea. yummy!
hair cut at 8.15am Saturday.. Why?
Sore arm.
good mood.
The Stranger House by Reginald Hill - book I am reading is becoming very engrossing. Lust by Geof Ryman - the book I have been reading at work - well despite being full of teh gay, so glad it is now finished.
The Shield - all finished :( ..... unless I succumb to Season 5...
Offender 1 today - everybody was swooning over him, "Isn't he lovely, What's he like" etc - (Is he pretty? Kinda, in a very fit dad kinda way, but I don't swoon over him)
Offender 2 - Had great fun smacking him down! (Sex offender who tries to justify his actions) it's so satisfying to logically counter his arguments; and so much more effective. That minute when you get hesitation and a stumbled answer instead of the usual rote justification. YES!

I had a thought about lie detector tests - I know they pick up changes in the heart and bodily reactions, which I presume is supposed to be linked to the stress and anxiety of giving an incorrect answer? Well what happens if the question is one that promotes anxiety even when telling the truth? Hmm.

I think I only really started fancying Derren Brown when he put a gun to his head.