For some combination of reasons, I'm having a week where I can't get anything done. There's so much to do that it's induced a kind of paralysis manifested in sleeping late, watching DVDs, and obsessively/apathetically web surfing, as opposed to blogging or writing or acting on the one million future bookstore items on my to-do list.
My apologies for a psychic profile that's the equivalent of a blank stare at the moment. My only thought is that maybe I need a bit of down time, and nothing is going to break if I drop out for a couple of days. Hopefully I'll be up to speed next week.
In the meantime, look at this, and find a copy of this -- enough beauty and complexity to keep even the blank-minded enthralled.
Book Review: ‘Transit,’ By Rachel Cusk : NPR
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