Worn, faded covers, tattered, spotted, aged, a page-turner in their day.
Eighteenth-century paper-back books gathered, what do they say? I have no idea... I bought them for their covers.
On the pages of my life, what is written? Do I like the story that is unfolding? Is the voice of the critic heard? Are there chapters I'd like to skip? Dog-eared pages? Notes on the side? Stories left untold? What is the title? Incomplete sentences waiting ...
Certainly becoming a Grandmother has added a new storyline and hopefully many chapters to come.
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Will this become the fate of my books, of all my labor translating them? And how soon?
Posted by: Kathie B | 01 August 2019 at 11:33 PM
I keep hoping for more pictures of Gabriel! You can throw a few of those in there for us if you want. He's just so darned cute!
Posted by: Dianne D | 02 August 2019 at 07:06 AM