Last night, after proofing T (still stuck on that one Q-R scene), I read The Road To Avalon by Joan Wolf in one late-night sitting. It was divine--sweeping and romantic. An Arthurian story not grounded in magic but rather love and politics (is there a difference?). It struck me that it could've been cut in half and made into a lovely YA, but I'm more interested in stories of teens than grown-ups. In any case, I adored it.
Yesterday, I received the most marvellous present from CC! A bath ball thingie (with tiny stars inside), soap, and purple body glitter.
