My thoughts on writing and other random things as they come up. |
This is a blog where I keep my thoughts and daily comments about writing and WDC. |
I've been listening to a book on audio, "Tell the Wolves I'm Home" by Carol Rifka Brunt. My Scribd subscription has excellent access to audio books, and it's a great way to pass the time when you spend hours in the car. I struggle with audio books most of the time, I want to eat the words with my eyes. Eating the words with my ears is not as...satisfying. It has to be a pretty good book to hold my attention on audio. There are many interesting ideas in this book, and many wonderful sentences. One of my favorite: "The portrait that held all the words we could no longer say to each other." This made me think about poetry, and how poems, like paintings, are ways of doing the same. One of the interesting ideas in the book is the often mistaken feelings young people have that they confuse with romantic love, and how many different types of love there are, and how as we grow older, we hopefully recognize that there is room for many kinds of love in life. I wish I had read it instead of listened. But a book worth giving a look. (Young Adult). |