And now, as I slog through line-editing this manuscript by Monday’s due date, I point you to a beautiful, and surprising post on Charlotte’s Web.
Month: September 2006
Three years at my company and, as a reward, I got an extra week off. So, what to do with the week? Go to an undisclosed location overlooking a notoriously turquoise sea, sit with E on the sand, and read as many books as I can fit in my suitcase. (Note to self: Bring extra sunscreen.)
So far, I have plans to take these books with me:
Save the Cat! by Blake Snyder—because I am hopeful I can someday write a screenplay.
If on a Winter’s Night a Traveler by Italo Calvino—I hear you, I hear you. Does the story take place on a winter’s night? If so, it will be a nice contrast to the hot and muggy place where I’ll be. E, I want to borrow your copy to take with.
I also want a good, thick novel I could drown in.
A book of short stories.
Maybe an edgy memoir.
And something classic I must read before I die.
E, we may need to bring an extra suitcase.