91 degrees.  That was the high today in my backyard, in the sun.  Right now, it’s later in the evening, I have windows open and am not wearing the thick socks I wore allwinterlong.  This girl is full-on pretending it’s summer.  I know tomorrow it will be chilly once again, and next week people say it will snow– it’s ok.  It is Maine, after all, and I am a Mainer.

Let’s talk books now, shall we?  I’ve been in a wicked slump.  In fact, I’m on a sliding slump and really need to find a place to land.  It might just be A Moveable Feast inspired by a friend who loves Hemingway and has given me a good rec before.  I’ve got that bedside now, but I’m still nervous. Before that I attempted Josephine after reading an excellent book, Desiree, and before that I tried rereading The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and then One Hundred Years of Solitude. This is all within the past few months and I didn’t finish any of the attempted titles. Is it possible I’ve lost my reading mojo?  Is my newish iphone to blame?  Is it true that when you ask yourself questions like these that you already know the answer?!  I’ve got to limit my phone use {so many apps, so little time!}. It has usually been that I would read into the night, while I drank my coffee the next morning, and any other chance I could.  SO, to help me along I am going to announce that I am starting this Hemingway classic and will be happy to have anyone join me {virutal bookclub!} and I will finish by Earth Day, April 22.

Have you ever experienced a book slump? What are some of your very favorite books?