Hooray! The Scarlett Thomas. I hope you love it. If you don't, you can at least appreciate the black edges, yes?
HA! As you were commenting this, I was writing you an email about how much I was liking the book, especially the black edged pages!
I also used to live for rainy days so I could pile pillows in front of a window and pretend I was reading on my window seat in my English cottage home. And every once in a while I'd absent mindedly flounce my petticoats (aka pajama pants) while I turned pages. Basically I'm trying to say that I'm just as big if not bigger a book nerd as you!
Wait, so you didn't want to go to Narnia, you wanted to go to... train stations and professor's houses and shitty boarding schools?
Oh, I wanted to go to Narnia. I just also wanted to go to train stations and professor's houses and shitty boarding schools. I probably spent more time pretending I went to boarding school (like in my head when I walked down an empty hall in elementary school with my bathroom pass) than pretending I was a queen with a talking horse or anything.
Nick actually went to boarding school. With the guy from Jamiroquai.
You mean Jamiroquai is the name of the band and not the name of a guy?
I also regularly daydreamed about going to boarding school. And asked, often desperately, to be sent to one. A roommate in college had gone to one in Southern California and I peppered her with questions for weeks. Turns out I wanted to go to any boarding school but hers.
Why didn't anyone tell me I'd written "without evening thinking about it"? I don't pay you guys to be my editors for nothing.
My favorite recess when I was little was "rainy day recess" when we got to spend the time in the library playing games or reading, since I was teased for reading on the playground.
Rainy day reading is the best!
ooh, did he wear those big poofy hats in high school?
Donuts, tea, fruit tarts, cool rain, crossword puzzles. There's so much that I'm jealous of in this post.
Wait. Doesn't everyone cleanse their palate with little donuts? Just found your blog and I'm really enjoying it.
If they used little chocolate donuts as palate cleansers in really fancy restaurants where they serve escargot and stuff, i would eat at those restaurants a little more. well maybe not, but i'm just saying you're not the only one cleaning your palate with little bombs of goodness.
You mean I am not the only one who lost library privileges as a punishment? In my case it was horrible because we had a bookmobile that came once every two weeks. This meant it could be a month between visits! Oh the agony and horror. Thankfully my mom had a wonderful library full of Enid Blyton books for me to raid. (Which means I also understand the desire to attend boarding school... half term days, midnight feasts, etc were too exciting sounding)