Monday Ramblings
Sometimes the ideas are just a boiling pot of mud |
I haven't felt much like reviewing things lately. I've decided I took on too many read-for-review books (mostly for Great Escapes tours, and mostly good mysteries), and I need to back off while I work on my own books. I still have a couple more scheduled reviews to get through, but I'm not taking on any more mystery reviews until Death By Adverb is completed. (Yes, I know I'll probably break that vow when some truly wonderful looking books crosses my screen.)
One side-effect of that is that even though I've finished quite a few books in the last couple of weeks, I didn't sit down and review any of them, because I just didn't feel like it. So here you are, getting some wandering thoughts instead of a review of a marvelous middle-grade book or a deeply puzzling mystery.
In fact, since I've been doing more biking than writing, I decided that there is a metaphor to be found on the road.
Sometimes you can't see where the road is going.
Ridgecrest Blvd, Mt. Tamalpais State Park |
Kings Mtn Road, Sonoma County, CA |
Pt. Reyes National Seashore |
Does it just go up there and drop off the edge? Pt. Reyes National Seashore |
Pt. Reyes National Seashore |
But you might just end up somewhere beautiful.
Kings Creek, Lassen Volcanic National Park |
P.S. I think the default font for this blog got smaller and dimmer, so I've stepped it up a size. Does that help?
©Rebecca M. Douglass, 2017
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