For the last few years now, I have been feeling increasingly bah, humbug about Christmas. It just seems to get earlier and pushier every year, which frankly always makes me want to dig my heels and fold my arms. Iโm usually busy pretending it isnโt happening until at least the first week in December, at which point I start toโฆ
Next on the bookworm trail is another story with โgood-nightโ in the title โ Valerie and the Good-Night Swing by Mira Lobe. I donโt have any real reason for chosing this one, other than randomly finding it in a bookshop and liking the illustrations ๐ The gist Valerie is supposed to be going to bed, but instead she decides toโฆ
I havenโt done 6 degrees post for a couple of months. In fact, I havenโt done a great deal of any writing for a couple of months. I always seem to be drowning in stuff to do, whilst never actually achieving anything. I think I need a holiday. Or perhaps I just need this monthโs starting book: Wintering by Katherineโฆ
The bookworm is a series of posts following a trail of vintage picture books, linking them by author, title, subject, or whatever else takes my fancy. We start the bookworm trail with a book plucked completely at random from my shelves: Natashaโs New Doll by Frank Francis. I first came across this book just a few years ago, so itโฆ