It’s late on Thursday but I feel the need to post something.
If one is not careful she can get so busy she neglects her blog — or her body and forgets to bathe.
So not to let my blog or personal hygiene suffer, I shall post about how good water pressure makes a shower.
I read Mama Kat’s Writing Workshop prompts and thought Yeah, I’ll write on prompt 1.)
1.) What are you reading?
I not a strong reader.
Actually that’s not accurate. I am a pretty good reader, I just don’t usually get to do it until I crawl between the sheets at night.
This usually means one or two pages then ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
It takes me an embarrassingly long amount of time to read a book. I had to start buying them because even the kindest of librarians is not going to let you check out a book for 26 weeks in a row.
I am currently tortoising through . . . The Hobbit.
This is because of my “no see a movie before reading the book” rule.
And after becoming acquainted with Tolkien’s Middle Earth again, I have decided I am rather like a hobbit in a Big Person’s body.
I like my little house. Now it’s not in a little hobbit hole but it has my little hobbitish things that reveal my hobbitish tendencies.
My little coffee maker, my little laptop, my little chair on my porch.
I love to eat bread and jam and sleep and if smoking a pipe wasn’t bad for you, I’d like that too.
But mostly, I like my little hobbit life. Just as they like order and the idea of adventure. But heaven forbid a wizard show up at our door and tell us that is what we have been chosen to do.
Dwarves and wolfs and magical rings. Sure it all sounds crazy fun, till one finds one’s little hobbit self deep in the bowels of a mountain chased by a bunch of goblins. Which are terribly nasty creatures btw.
Who knew? I just thought them little green hermit-like things. Not regular cannibalistic mean-as-a-snake eating beasts.
Yes. Glad that goblins only exist in books (or as far as we know) but I think it might be fun to run into a hobbit.
I’d invite him in for second breakfast and listen to all his tales of dragons and giant eagles.
Just fun conversation.
No adventures for me.
If I ever look out and see a bunch of dwarves standing at my door,
What about you? What are you reading?