Wordless Wednesday, June 24

Another Wordless Wednesday. Obviously, this is a new, favorite meme -- helpful for when words elude me.

I'm racing through Dark Horse, a scifi offering by Michelle Diener. You might recognize Diener's name from this blog -- I've reviewed four of her books but have read something like seven of them -- and I'm delighted by her foray into science fiction. I'm about a quarter of the way through this one and so into it -- one of those wish-I-could-just-read-all-day sort of books.

Guzzling tea by the gallon -- terribly congested and suffering a wicked sore throat -- and am not sure if it is allergies or a cold. Work is bananas and the sweet baby is teething, so lack of sleep is to blame, either way!

Have a Wordless Wednesday to share? What are you reading?

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  1. I'm glad you're enjoying the book!

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  2. I just started Blue Moon by Pat Spence. I have been on the allergy boat since yesterday!

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