December 07, 2006
Now that my abortive entry into National Novel Writing Month is over, I feel like some of the pressure is off for my life to begin again. (Cheers to A.Fortis for finishing, however!) Only, there's not so much beginning going on with the blog. I comfort myself that there's not much going on in the publishing/YA literature world at this time of year anyway... Short of the blanchingly bad sex awards (not necessarily an award you want listed on your book jacket, eh?), the sad litany of deaths of authors, and an amusing piece on the sadism of Peter Rabbit in the Guardian, everything else in publishing news now is "Best of" lists or worse, gift guides, and I'm plugging my ears singing "La, la, laaaa!" because I simply cannot think of gifts or shopping yet for anybody while my big pile of Cybil reading is yet to be done (I have twenty more books to read out of the original eighty, so I am feeling quite pleased with myself!). However, I expect most of my fellow bloggers are all frantically shopping and singing and lighting candles, dressing up, attending prayers, burning incense, eating well, and decking the halls anyway, so before you have time to miss me, I'll be back. In the meantime, thought I'd take a break from reading and reviewing to wish you all the type of holiday you enjoy -- whether it be full of people and events or completely silent and cozy. I am already enjoying the best of taking time off to relax, thanks to my reading. After all these great books, I shall be ever so spoiled -- the perfect attitude with which to begin a new year.