circus life
real book!
I got a finished copy of The Night Circus in the mail today. There aren’t really words for this, I’m torn between giddy excitement and befuddled disbelief and mild concern that it is rather
flax-golden
flax-golden tales: the memory of birds
the memory of birds What is it? she asks, pressing her hand against the picture on the wall. I wonder how many other children have repeated the gesture before her, impressed that the paint
miscellany
pictures of kittens
I would like to apologize for the lack of kitten photos on the blog recently. The reason there has been a lack of kitten photos is that during and immediately after the actual moving
flax-golden
flax-golden tales: doom
doom The sun was shining the day it happened. The survivors comment on it, still. They had expected storms with rolling thunder. Maybe some fog. A proper grey overcast sky to better suit the
circus life
the night circus – uk edition
Yesterday I got home after a very long day to find a finished copy of Harvill Secker’s UK edition of The Night Circus waiting for me. Photos will not even begin to do it