I'm heavy in the throes of a book hangover, having just finished Lindsay Faye's deliciously delightful Jane Steele. So good. I'll be squeeing about it soon. (You might not be able to get me to shut up about it, frankly...!)
This weekend, I'm continuing my accidental Year of Jane Eyre with The Jane and Bertha in Me, a volume of poetry by Rita Maria Martinez that explores the women of Jane Eyre. Very fun so far, especially the snarky, anti-Rochester ones.
In addition to reading, I'm hoping to get a little writing in. For Mother's Day, my wife got me a life coach, so I'm going to have some help developing a regular, sustaining writing practice. I'm so excited and grateful, and have been returning to my regular tarot readings, too, to help me center myself. (I'm honored that Carolyn of Rosemary and Reading Glasses offered her Poetry Concierge services, and she provided a poetry recommendation to help me get out of my funky, creative-less rut!).
What are you reading this weekend?