I do intend to do more with this blog than just run Name That Novel – I promise. I have lots of great excuses for not posting more thoughtful material lately, and most of them revolve around the fact that it’s the end of the spring term for everyone in our household and I’m flying to Boston this weekend.
I expect to be properly philosophical again in a week or so when the wacky wears off my schedule.
Johanna L. Gribble is all kinds of on the ball. She guessed Monday’s beginning from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone (JK Rowling) in record time.
Since last Friday’s book ending seemed a little to far from everyone’s consciousness and I’m in a fabulous mood as this school term draws to a close, I’m throwing you another bone this week.
And Rose drew him in, and set him in his chair, and put little Elanor upon his lap.
He drew a deep breath. ‘Well, I’m back,” he said.
Where’d I find it? *g*