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The Sunday Salon


I’m basically Scrooge when it comes to Valentine’s Day. I’ve never really celebrated it, partly because I don’t have anybody to celebrate it with; but even if I did, I think it’s pretty much an over-the-top holiday, anyways.

A snowy week here on the East Coast of course; I had the day off on Wednesday. I helped shovel snow for a bit, and I got quite a lot of reading done during the day—I managed to finish the 864-page A Hollow Crown. Then around 6:00 we lost power, which didn’t come back on until around 1:00 am. On Thursday morning we were still snowed in, and I worked from home for about two hours before the snow plow guys came to dig us out. It wasn’t until around 8:45 (two hours late) that I was able to get to work—and even then, the roads were slippery! Amazing that yesterday after work I came home to find several packages on my doorstep.

Then yesterday I was still dealing with snow—shoveling snow back from the road so we have a clearer view when pulling out, and salting the ice that’s accumulated. Not fun. But I managed to get a good deal of reading done this weekend as well; so this week I’ve read both A Hollow Crown and The Regency, the 13th book in the Morland Dynasty series. Not much in terms of number of books read, but both are relatively long. Not sure what to read next; any suggestions from this list?

Comments

Daphne said…
Gildenford is pretty good as is The Eagle and the Raven (although it is a little slow going at times). I also really liked Vanessa Alexander's The Love Knot and Chadwick's Lords of the White Caslte. Good luck choosing!
Marg said…
I'd choose The Uncommon Reader for a change of pace, or The Water Horse.
Serena said…
I'm not a big fan of Valentine's day either...I think its just an excuse to get us to buy useless crap!

I agree with Marg; read The Uncommon Reader.

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