Byens jernkledde innvolder arbeider
Mar. 25th, 2010 09:26 pmIn an attempt to cheer up before a dreadful two-hour seminar, I went to one of my favourite bookshops. I read crime fiction at Easter, when we're at the cottage and when my brain is so mushy I need a film in writing. Usually, crime fiction means Patricia Cornwell, or P.D. James. The bookshop had no new titles of either. And so I am stuck. What do I read, then? Fiction I can do, I know most of the authors, and if there's a new name, I research. But with crime fiction I don't know where to start. Any recommendations?
One essay down, and the other as close to done as it is ever going to get (it has structural issues – I ought to deal, but know I will pass, regardless). I have acquired a case of essay-postpartum depression, which probably explains my urge to strangle half the world, and throw scalding coffee in the eyes of the other. Just you wait, world, on Monday I will let my hair down, find a pair of delicately towering heels and twirl in the sun. Until then I will work on not killing someone.
One essay down, and the other as close to done as it is ever going to get (it has structural issues – I ought to deal, but know I will pass, regardless). I have acquired a case of essay-postpartum depression, which probably explains my urge to strangle half the world, and throw scalding coffee in the eyes of the other. Just you wait, world, on Monday I will let my hair down, find a pair of delicately towering heels and twirl in the sun. Until then I will work on not killing someone.