This week I have read both Grimpow by Rafael Abalos and the Memory Keeper's Daughter by Kim Edwards. Both well written, incredible novels.
Except for one minor problem.
The endings. The last chapters. In both of these books the last chapter felt forced, like a neat a tidy clean up of all loose ends. I hate that.
It has been a while since I've read anything but Juvenile fiction chapter books so to read through hundreds of pages of gripping well told storyline only to emerge from it disappointed was, well, disappointing.
Perhaps it is me. Has anyone else read these?
Tuesday 26 February 2008
Disappointing Endings
Mother, wife, sister, friend. This is our second year on the farm, a dream we've had since we were first married. We unschool, AP parent, and grow our own food (or try to).
Monday 25 February 2008
Finally, Yum
Finally we got these made.CI's yellow cupcake, cream cheese frosting, filled with raspberry jam (our own!). Lil'Bug added the sprinkles.
Mother, wife, sister, friend. This is our second year on the farm, a dream we've had since we were first married. We unschool, AP parent, and grow our own food (or try to).
Photo Challenge 8- Emergence
Mother, wife, sister, friend. This is our second year on the farm, a dream we've had since we were first married. We unschool, AP parent, and grow our own food (or try to).
And we're back.....
I took a blogging break this weekend. I was tired, had a headache, and nothing to say that was nice. Yes, nothing.It started with a playdate that took a sour turn on Friday (Lil'Bug has discovered the amazing hurtful power of name calling) and the weekend went into a downward spiral from there. I maintained my "gentle" well into Saturday but then I was too tired and started yelling and crying too.
Sunday morning my dearest let me sleep in and played with kid ALL morning. That was so awesome. We recovered nicely and this week has started out lovely. My sister surprised us with a lunch treat to a gaming place that is like Chuck E Cheeses without the scary animatronics. Lil'Bug is surprisingly accurate with the water sniper game. No, really. I mean, she's 3! As a young girl I had good target accuracy too, but not until at least 6 or 7.
So then we came home and dearest headed off to band practice. Lil'Bug and I watched a movie (The Last Mimsy), she took a bath, and after she helped me get a ham roast in the oven. Delightful.
She confided in me that she is really worried about being a big sister. She is worried that I won't come help with her nightmares anymore and that she'll have to give up her toys. I reassured her, I think.
Anyway, I'll post the photo challenge and some stuff in a bit.
Mother, wife, sister, friend. This is our second year on the farm, a dream we've had since we were first married. We unschool, AP parent, and grow our own food (or try to).
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