"Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home."-Anna Quindlen

I know, a long title, for a short blog.
  We needed to touch base, on a little reading I have been doing. How? I ask myself that very same question, but I can find a minute or sixty, to read.
  The real quandary, is to find it in the mix of chaos.My specialty!
  So as I sit here listening to the hum of the washer, and wait for the furnace man, let me tell you about a couple or three books.
   We Are Not Ourselves by Matthew Thoma, took me forever and a day, to get through. I would not say it was a bad book, I stayed with it but......it was like a bad date. I knew I wanted to leave, and could not just get up and go. It was written nicely, but I did not care about these people at all. For example, a highlight-in the other hand a cigarette whose elongated ash worm would cling to the end as if working up the nerve to leap. That is a great dance of words, but I wanted to sit down! These characters bored the living daylight out of me, yet like relatives, I felt the need to stay . She would breathe his baby smell and wonder how she could ever have lived without it-mothers all over the world know this smell, I did not care about this mother, or her mother or her son, or her husband. She chewed her rage-I like that, but where is her rage coming from? Bad parents? A husband with dementia? She wanted a new home, that would fix everything? I did not get this book, but was fascinated that I would not leave it alone. Maybe I should read it again? I think not.
  Just about to finish Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Women Tells What She's"Learned."-by Lena Dunham
     One, how can she be so young and write a book?
     Two, she is an old soul, with bi-polar problems, she can write a book!
      I love this book, for its utter strangeness. Her honesty is crazy awesome. I enjoy reading about girls and all our stories, in all decades. Women go through so much more than male humans, I think.
     We are very interesting people, fragile and strong. Ambitious and bitchy, fearful and withdrawn, we are mermaids and presidents, all at one time.
     If you do not like the TV series Girls, I would probably skip this book.
     I happen to love it, and I love this book and this mixed up child, who still seeks Joy!
     Highlights are too many, but......
     The way my parents talk to me in a higher register then they talk to my sister, as if I'm a government worker that's snapped -that is brilliant

 Service man just came, I have to run, dogs barking..but....I will find time to read, I hope you do too.