Can you believe I have begun an actual novel? A real-life non-non-fiction book. Did any of you have "1" in the over/under? (Wisely, Twinster refused to enter that particular fray.)
And yet, even with a novel, I do not stray far.
I've read two other Lincoln novels: Abraham Lincoln, Vampire Hunter (which I found surprisingly entertaining) and Lincoln in the Bardo (which was fully enthralling.)
The pollen has begun to fall here.
There's a sweet, sticky, sickly smell with it that has yet to arrive, but it's early yet. The pollen doesn't bother me except for the offense to my aesthetics. I never even thought about, or experienced it, until we moved to Georgia. None of the other places I've lived have this many pine trees, I suppose. To all of you who do suffer, obviously do not come to see me, and I hope you make it through the season okay.
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I also read/listened to the vampire hunting version of Abe Lincoln and I have to admit that vampires are not usually my thing but I did like that book. The movie was a hard watch though because I knew what was coming and I'm a big sissy when it comes to horror.
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