Listening to: Dire Straits (Sultans of Swing)
Reading: Impoverished Miss, Convenient Wife: Michelle Styles (loved this – and not just because of the dedication page ;o) – we have a really damaged, Rochester-like hero; a down to earth yet proud heroine (Phoebe was just brilliantly drawn – and I loved the way she dealt with some of the nasty, gossipy secondaries and the way she forced Simon to see the truth about the nurse); a good plot – and some great stuff about the coal mines. One of the things I like about Michelle’s books is that I always learn something from them)
I’m blogging over at the Medical Romance Authors’ site today about how much of me there is in my current Medical duo. It’s a kind of continuation from my last post, but this time talking more about the difference sound makes to my world. Oh, and there’s a book up for grabs there, too (not the same as the one that’s up for grabs here).
Edit (09.15): got home from school and was making myself a coffee while tidying the kitchen and waiting for the floor people when I noticed a new visitor to the bird feeder.
Er. No. Sciurus carolinensis.
So much for poles being squirrel-proof. He loped up it and sat there quite happily, even when I knocked on the window. Again, this is a zoom shot through glass, so it’s not good, but I am going to lift my game photograph-wise this year. And one good thing: at least now I know what I saw dropping from the bird-table last month, so my MR Jameseian thoughts can be put to bed…