If only....

Wednesday

Yes, we did.

No sprints tonight. Steve's got the gun range. With no service manager, I'm tuckered by the end of the day. Will probably just read.

Have a good day

Much love,

PK the Bookeemonster

Momentous

Tuesday. Election Day. 

And idea of freedom and a government by the people, for the people. And also Guy Fawkes Day. 

I'm going to do my best to avoid news or follow any results until this evening. 

Yes, I admit it will be difficult for me. I got an audiobook to hopefully keep me occupied. THE LAKE OF LOST GIRLS by Katherine Greene. Stand alone thriller.

It's 1998, and female students are going missing at Southern State University in North Carolina. But freshman Jessica Fadley, once a bright and responsible student, is going through her own struggles. Just as her life seems to be careening dangerously out of control, she suddenly disappears. Twenty-four years later, Jessica's sister Lindsey is desperately searching for answers and uses the momentum of a new chart-topping true crime podcast, Ten Seconds to Vanish, that focuses on the cold cases, to guide her own investigation. Soon, interest reaches fever pitch when the bodies of the long-missing women begin turning up at a local lake, which leads Lindsey down a disturbing road of discovery. In the present, one sister seeks to untangle a complicated web of lies. In the past, the other descends ever deeper into a darkness that will lead to her ultimate fate.

Published 2024; 320 pages. 

I'm enjoying my re-read of THE SHEEPFARMER'S DAUGHTER by Elizabeth Moon. 

I also did a library loan of something fun (maybe) if I feel in the mood. 

Clawing my way out of the slump. I also worked on my own crochet blanket last night when I couldn't fall asleep. It was SO NICE to work on something for myself and with no deadlines. 

Sprints tonight. Steve has a board meeting. I'll be monitoring the results. 

Have a good day

Much love,

PK the Bookeemonster

Monday ..... fierce

Monday

I have acknowledged that I'm slumping in my reading. It has been happening for a while. 

So what I'm doing at the moment is to re-read a couple of beloved books. They happen to be by the same author but they're different series/worlds. Both of these books make me physically smile when I think of them. 

HUNTING PARTY by Elizabeth Moon. 1st in Serrano Legacy scifi series. 

Heris Serrano--formerly a commander in the Regular Space Service--must take whatever job she can get after her resignation under a cloud. What she can get is the captaincy of a rich old lady's space yacht...a rich old horsewoman, who has little liking for the military, and whose spoiled nephew Ronnie (and his equally spoiled friends) have been foisted on her after his folly embarrassed the family. Lady Cecelia's only apparent interest is horses--she intends to go fox hunting on the private pleasure planet of a friend of hers, Lord Thornbuckle. But events conspire to make it far more than a fox hunt.

Published 1993; 364 pages. 

THE SHEEPFARMER'S DAUGHTER by Elizabeth Moon. 1st in The Deed of Paksenarrion fantasy series. 

Paksenarrion Dorthansdotter may be the daughter of a humble sheep farmer in the far north end of the kingdom, but she dreams of so much more. After refusing her father’s orders to do the sensible thing and marry the pig farmer down the road, Paks, runs away to join a band of mercenaries, dreaming of daring deeds and military glory. But life in the army is different than she imagined, and her daydreams at first seem to be turning to nightmares. But Paks refuses to let her dreams die—and does her duty with honor and integrity. Her path is an arduous one, but it will transform her into a hero remembered in songs, chosen by the gods to restore a lost ruler to his throne.

Published 1988; 402 pages.

We'll see if this does the trick. I'm also thinking of doing a re-read of a Dragonlance book/series that has been decades since I read it. We'll see how this goes.

No sprints tonight. 

Have a good day

Much love,

PK the Bookeemonster

Ready for the weekend

TGIF

We had TWO trick-or-treaters last night. A family of one 3-year-old girl and a maybe 6-year-old boy. That's it. Twice as many as last year. 

I sped-read THE SPAMLOT DIARIES by Eric Idle. Two stars. So much name dropping and actually boring. 

I'm still feeling slump-ish so I'm kinda sneak-reading a couple books. I'm not even going to talk about them in case I have commitment issues with them, too. 

But I'll post the covers. One is a re-read from quite a while ago but didn't continue the series and the other is a next-in-series from the library that I'm not sure if I'm in the mood for yet but it is from the library so the clock is ticking. 

SO we'll see how THAT goes, cheating behind my back. 

Sprints tomorrow afternoon. Hermit-ing otherwise. Don't forget to move clocks back.

Have a good weekend

Much love,

PK the Bookeemonster 

Nope, not gonna

Thursday. Looking for a new service manager again. 

Can't talk about it other than to say what a loser.

It is Halloween. It is Samhain. It is All Hallow's Eve. 

We got zero kids last year. We'll see what happens tonight. 

Sprints tonight. I should crochet but I may just read.

Have a good day

Much love,

PK the Bookeemonster

Contemplating the universe

Wednesday. Service manager out. Day 20 in total since April if one is counting. 

I received my Scorpio hooks from Furls yesterday. They're not bad. While I'm not a huge fan of black and red, the gold sparkle added makes it work and they are nice.

I also received the new yarn for the salespersons new Christmas gift, black and red ombre which will be a crocheted cowl. I'm doing this YouTube tutorial.

No sprints tonight. I'll be crocheting and hopefully watching some YouTube book vids. 

Have a good day

Much love,

PK the Bookeemonster

Tuesday. Attitude.

Tuesday. Service manager out again.

Started a book for possible scavenger hunt prompt "orange and brown on cover". LIGHT ON BONE by Kathryn Lasky. 1st of 2 in Georgia O'Keeffe mystery series.

Set in New Mexico in the 1930s. The sleuth is Georgia O'Keefe, who actually did suffer a nervous breakdown in 1933 when her husband Alfred Stieglitz had a somewhat public affair, was hospitalized for psychiatric treatment, and then traveled to the Ghost Ranch in New Mexico to paint. O'Keefe was approaching the peak of her fame and success, having just sold a painting for a record price. The narrative begins when she discovers the slain body of a priest in the desert. The plot includes several other murders, Georgia's burgeoning romance with the local sheriff, an international espionage plot involving Charles Lindbergh (who is staying at the ranch with his wife Anne), and lots of intricate twists and turns leading to a thoroughly unforeseen denouement. The strength of this story is how Lasky's elegant writing captures the emotional depth of this artist's turmoil and so stunningly reveals O'Keeffe's perception of the landscape that moves her to paint. It is not simply a who-dunnit mystery, but much more: It is a narrative of healing and resurrection of spirit.

Published 2022; 300 pages. In my youth, I read a lot about Georgia O'Keeffe. I'm liking this so far, however, the author does very well in the prose part; does very clunky dialogue. 

And a hold from the library came up this morning. THE SPAMLOT DIARIES by Eric Idle. Nonfiction. 

On March 17, 2005, Spamalot debuted on Broadway to rapturous reviews for its star-studded creative team, including creator Eric Idle, director Mike Nichols, and stars Hank Azaria, David Hyde Pierce, Sara Ramirez, John Cleese, and more. But long before show was the toast of Broadway and the winner of three Tony Awards, it was an idea threatening to fizzle before it could find its way into existence.Now, in The Spamalot Diaries, Eric Idle shares authentic journal entries and raw email exchanges—all featuring his whip-smart wit—revealing the sometimes bumpy but always fascinating path to the show’s unforgettable run. In the months leading up to that opening night, financial anxieties were high with a low-ceiling budget and expectations that it would take two years to break even. Collaborative disputes put decades-long friendships to the test. And the endless process of rewriting was a task as passionate as it was painstaking. Still, there’s nothing Idle would change about that year. Except for the broken ankle. He could do without the broken ankle.Chronicling every minor mishap and triumph along the way, as well as the creative tension that drove the show to new heights, The Spamalot Diaries is an unforgettable look behind the curtain of a beloved musical and inside the wickedly entertaining mind of one of our most treasured comic performers.

Published 2024; 208 pages. Should be a fast read if it's good. 

Sprints tonight.

Have a good day

Much love,

PK the Bookeemonster