Long days ahead
I finished my book Kushiel's Dart Wednesday after a frenzy of reading that left me kind of dizzy (the rain made hanging out on the couch seem like the thing to do). Now I'm feeling like I'm living in the aftermath of a summer camp romance. "Oh, I can just go hang out with ... oh, but he's back in Connecticut, and I'm in Seattle ...It's not like I didn't know it wasn't going to last, but I sure miss him." It's so sad to see it sitting there with no bookmark in it anymore. I'll see if I can recreate the magic with Jane Lindskold's Wolf's Head, Wolf's Heart, but I think I'll really just be biding my time until Storm Constantine's Wraiths of Will and Pleasure shows up in the mail.