My Family
Literary blogs are yet another fascinating way to avoid writing. Three of my faves are MoorishGirl, Blog of a Bookslut and Bookninja.
And then there’s California, where I wish I could be right now (it’s damn cold in Michigan and the whole White Christmas idea is IMO vastly overrated). Son Mike, who is home for the holidays, lives there now. Magically, he maintains my blog from L.A.
In other magical happenings, my horoscope predicts that I’m due for a major conflict this New Year’s Eve. Susan Miller says:
“I am sorry to say that New Year’s Eve isn’t going to be quite the night you might expect it to be. Mars, your ruler, will have quite a flight with Uranus, increasing chances for disharmony. In fact, the likelihood is strong that you could find yourself in the midst of a grand tiff quite out of the blue. Whatever you do, don’t provoke anyone because you could be dealing with a bully who fights very unfairly.”
Uh, Susan, I think that may have already happened. Here’s the full report.