BookRamblings: Slouching Towards Bethlehem

Slouching Towards Bethlehem, Joan Didion This book had been collecting dust at the bottom of my bookshelf for some years now, left by a friend who used to live in Madrid, until I decided to pick it up a couple weeks ago in my attempt to read all the books I own. The older IContinue reading “BookRamblings: Slouching Towards Bethlehem”

Home for the Holidays, and to Ring in 2012

All days are sacred days to wake New gladness in the sunny air. Only a night from old to new; Only a sleep from night to morn. The new is but the old come true; Each sunrise sees a new year born. – Helen Hunt Jackson, “New Year’s Morning” This is the first time inContinue reading “Home for the Holidays, and to Ring in 2012”