Dear Alexander McCall Smith:
I (heart) you. Every page of The Kalahari Typing School For Men made me care even more about characters that I already love. Every time Mma Ramotswe solves a case, cares for her foster children or speaks reverently about her father, I swoon. Soon I'll have finished all six books and then will be left with a gaping hole of nothingness to be filled in pale comparison by some books I have yet to meet.
Sigh.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
My Boy is Ten
My friend Heather took this photo a couple of weekends ago. We went for a walk in the woods. It was a bit cold at first, neither my boy nor ...
-
Let me confess, first of all, that I don't read a lot of short stories. So while I'm a huge supporter of short fiction, I don't... -
Despite that fact that I'm fully aware that I'm home because I need to rest and, ahem, rest assured I'm doing just that, I have ...
-
The last few weeks of my life have been the most terrifying and joyful I have ever known. The purpose of this blog has never been to documen...
2 comments:
never fear, there are the two other Smith series to love
How the frig have you read nearly 40 books already? At this rate you'll be at near 80 by Christmas, surpassing even Stephen King who put this idea in your head in the first place (and who gets his extra count through books on tape instead of chicklit.) And you watch a full roster of TV shows, read magazines and attend concerts. When, dear friend, do you find time to sleep?
Post a Comment