Life is amazing. You can happily go through with nary a care in the world and then all of a sudden something blows through to ruffle you. My aunt passed away this week and now in honor of that I am reading Madame Bovary. I feel a more depressive novel is needed. I have already suffered through Wuthering Heights too many times to spiral into that dark eddy. I continually find new reading challenges to do but never have the time to blog. Fear not, I do have time to read! I just read a great book Drood by Dan Simmons. That man is an excellent author. I loved his book Ilium as well. On a new subject, everyone here in New England is sick. I think they should shut down the airports and let no one in or out until everyone gets healthy. On the upside to being ill is the fact that you can completely justify lying in bed all day reading, no guilt at all. That's a bad part about being a New Englander, we have guilt down pat, especially for being lazy. Now I have a shocking confession to make, I have never read To Kill A Mockingbird. That is my next book choice to read, however the library is closing for two weeks once more to prepare for renovations. I swear my library is always closing for something.