I went on a brief holiday to Spain. I didn't get to read quite as much as I thought I would - people kept talking to me.
I took four books with me.
"Naming of the Dead" - Ian Rankin
"Glyph" - Percival Everett
"The Big Blowdown" - George P Pelecanos
"One Hundred Years of Solitude" - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
I read the Rankin on the train and finished the pool. Then I started Glyph by the pool and finished on the plane. I started "The Big Blowdown" on the train and finished at home.
"One Hundred Years" remains unread. I've now attempted to read it three times.
Whilst on holiday, we talked about books by Virginia Andrews and Stephen King.
I used to write
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I still do occasionally, but I've just not been publishing them. Things
about actual feelings. Things that I hope I might look back on at some
point and cr...
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