Google phrases for the swelling of hearts…

… the book and the girl, le livre et la fille. Stories, too many to completely grasp. Too many to understand in whole. That is what I do this for, as something so small can be so beautiful and so fleeting. What do you do to spark the imagination? I like assigning fictional characteristics that are outlandish and false to everyday things, simple for an exaggerator such as myself. I like watching people too closely, visibly seeing mannerisms before obvious physical attributes. Cataloging the sound of a strangers voice and making them repeat phrases in my mind. This is why I prefer leering to interaction {probably}. This is why I prefer books to people {unfortunately}. Well, as sex with an actual person is costly- fanaticizing is free and rarely disappointing, oui?


Speaking of fantasizing, saw the Whomping Willows and the Remus Lupins this last week! It was fantastic, although I did prefer the adult venue to the local library lawn if for nothing more than the set lists. Matt was brilliant as always, I think that he is slowly climbing my top ten for wizard rockers. This was my first Alex Carpenter performance- he is kind of dreamy. We hit two shows at two separate libraries at opposite ends of Portland. It was so thrilling to embrace my inner nerd that thoroughly in one day, I want to do that more often. A mere sample of the joy to come once LeakyCon is finally upon us- glee!


I am happy to report that the urgent desire to finish of the Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter Series like some loathed rim job has finally receded. Three-quarters of the way through Incubus Dreams and I was finally able to throw in the towel. Guilty Pleasures, Blue Moon, and perhaps one more may keep residence in my permanent collection but the rest are on their way to Powell’s in a hurry. I am currently returning my attentions to the Gargoyle by Andrew Davidson, a novel that is both bizarre and highly recommended by Neil Gaiman {just the way I like them}. After a great deal of pestering from David, my next read will be Rant by Chuck Palahniuk, followed no doubt by some teenage vampire smut. I try to keep it to a minimum but beyond that, I really couldn’t deprive myself of such sweet, fleeting literary candy {yum}.