'Prepare to be immersed in the heat and vibrancy of Florida's natural world, full of such sensual detail that to read it is to breathe it in.' -Jo Shapcott [review of Greyhound Night Service]

No better and no worse

The past few days I've been doing a lot of very good things. For some reason I felt really compelled to dive into reading some of the classics that I've never read before. I surveyed shelves in second-hand bookshops, libraries, a friend's house and came up with two that caught my interest. I'm not sure it is considered a classic (I've never even heard of it before and nor had most people I mentioned it to), but The World My Wilderness, seems to just hit the spot.

It's a very quick read and a very short book with odd characters. And I'm galloping through reading about Barbary and Raoul's secret jaunts through post-war London. The wildness in the book is exciting and yet restrained. And I suspect part of what I was wanting when I decided to delve into some classics was that restraint: passion and details about other places in the world all wrapped up into the language and syntax of the past.

Remarkable Things this weekend (so far):

1) Wonderful birthday party last night at the house of two dear friends--cake! brownies! beautiful salads! scrumptious!

2) As I was eating a handful of those multi-flavoured jelly beans at the party, a guy comes up to me and says--You know they make a vomit flavour too... Thanks buddy for putting me off eating more jelly beans!

3) Lots of deep meditation yesterday and this morning. Deep breath and focus

4) Watching Eat Pray Love. There were some amazing lines in the film such as: To have a broken heart means you have tried for something. I'll remember this for a long time...

5) Hot mug of tea, putting my feet up, afternoon in my pjs, under the duvet with my current novel. No guilt, just weekend time to read and read and read, like I used to do when I was a kid.