nishatalitha

Thanks to whatwasthatbook (for identifying it) and tamarillow (for interloaning it for me from the National Library) over breakfast yesterday morning I read The Gown Of Glory by Agnes Sligh Turnbull. I only hazily remembered it, but remembered enjoying it and wanted to reread it.

It lived up to my very hazy memories. Objectively I'm not sure how good it is, but I reread it in one sitting and enjoyed it. It reminded me of Essie Summers a lot in style and I came out of it with a similar sense of peace as I come out of Curse of Chalion with; the this is done and it was good and the characters will continue with their lives, but the readers time with them is done. Or something like that. I guess I'm not entirely sure why, but come out of it with that feeling, which lingers.

More mundanely, our couch in the living room is currently covered with clean laundry. I have another two loads on the line, one in the machine that just finished and two more to do yet. The weather is just perfect for washing: breezy and sunny. I'm taking advantage during this lead into autumn.

I'm looking forward to daylight savings being over. The extension of an extra three weeks on either side was a bit much and the mornings are very hard at the moment. Despite my best intentions, I failed at getting to the gym before work every morning this week. I know it will be hard again in winter, but you expect that then.

Playing Alice goes well. Nearly half the map is showing and I'm making progress towards the assult on the Red Queen's castle. I still miss having the sanity bar, though. I went and asked at a games store the other day if they happened to have a copy. Not a chance. Seems trademe is my best bet.

Tried reading Olympos by Dan Simmons last week and stalled. I keep thinking I should try again, but really can't be bothered.