I've been reading piles of "brain candy" books--you know, the kind of escapist books you read on vacation where it's all about plot and there's a happy ending and/or lots of adventures/magic/romance/paranormal stuff.
But I've also managed to read some "healthy" books, too.
A few days ago I finished Michelle Obama's Becoming. Beautifully written.
This evening I finished The Map of Love by Ahdaf Soueif. It took a while for me to figure out what the author was doing. And it's one I could only read so much of at a time. Still, a great read.
Last week I read Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel. Yeah, maybe I shouldn't have read a book about a global pandemic (this one with a 99+% mortality rate) while living through a global pandemic.
This reminds me of other pandemic books I've read:
Blindness by José Saramago
Oryx and Crake by Margaret Atwood
Craft of the day: constructing a skate park out of cereal boxes. We have a ginormous ramp, a rail, and something that looks like a tipi and I'm not sure what it's supposed to be.
I didn't take a picture but here are some of our foam carvings.
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