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Sunday, October 15, 2023

Sunday Fluffery

Can I still jump? 
 Sort of! On this Sunday morning’s walk with bink in the bird sanctuary by Lake Harriet. 


Sunday afternoon Reclamation Reading:


I’d read Mary Stewart gothic mystery-romances when I was a young teen. I haven’t read them since, but when it was donated at work, I thought I recalled that Nine Coaches Waiting was a good one? 

The writing is weird—it’s sometimes imaginative
and always correct, but it’s all in one tone—everything seems portentous—as if an AI wrote it. Sort of Hallmark Horror, with a good vocabulary?
“There was a moment of appalling silence. Something came and went in Leon de Valmy’s face—the merest flick of an expression like a flash of a camera’s shutter…”

I’m not not-enjoying it, 43/272 pages in. I barely remember any of it except that the nine-year-old boy has a cut-out Windsor Castle construction.  Why do I remember that? Maybe it’ll be important later? I do also remember that the brooding dark unloved son of the manor, the love interest of the boy’s governess, is not the bad guy he seems to be. 

There’s the DVD set of the second season of Picard on the ottoman I’ll start tonight. I’d liked the first season. 

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