booktastic

I didn’t post yesterday because I felt the only thing I had to talk about bookwise would be repetitive of my post the day before - mainly because I’m still working on these audiobooks. (In all honesty, it wasn’t just that: I was also pretty busy last night and didn’t get to use the computer). My husband I had lots of Halloween-related activites to take care of, and I made a mushroom soup from scratch for dinner. We carved pumpkins, watched the scariest movie in the world (The Haunting), watched It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown, completed work on my halloween costume, took pictures for our facebook pages… It was a busy evening. But I digress.

I’m having better luck with my reading on public transit. I remembered yesterday that I often had better luck avoiding motion-sickness when I read on my trip to work rather than my trip from work - possibly because I’m still half asleep at the time. So I gave it a try, and sure enough, I was able to read for the majority of my commute to work yesterday morning. (Today I was stressed because I’d missed my bus and was worried about making the transfer, so I didn’t even try). It’s worth mentioning that on my trip home yesterday I had very good luck avoiding the motion sickness (I was getting so much into my book that I almost missed my top) - which leads me further to believe that this situation is psychosomatic.

Today I am listening to an audiobook called Bell, Book and Scandal by Jill Churchhill. It’s a mystery novel and, to my surprise, takes place in Chicago. It’s okay for listening to, especially when the alternative is focusing on my data entry; however, it’s worth pointing out that I’m already at chapter four and I’m still waiting for a mystery to happen. The heroine is a mystery writer (shock! It seems like the heroine in these sort of books is always a mystery writer or mystery reader) who is going to a mystery writing conference with a friend. I’ve learned a lot about writing conferences (which is good, since I have aspirations of my own) and very little about solving mysteries.

(Time Passes…) Okay, now I’m at Chapter Nine. Still no mystery. I’m confused… Is this a mystery novel? It seems to be all about mystery writing (which is fine), yet has no mystery in it. I don’t think being about mystery writing qualifies it as a mystery; perhaps the library had it classified incorrectly….?

Oh well. Today is Halloween! Happy Halloween! I expect to be very busy tonight, because last year I had something about seventy trick-or-treaters (which, to me, is a lot!) Ah well, I’d better finish up here… I have candy to eat. – Mrs. Hall