It’s saying, “Cheerlead for a little bit, then get thee into bed for perhaps a little more reading followed by a Be Kooooool migraine patch.” (Love those things. They’re not a cure, but they help me fall asleep in such instances and they do relieve the pain.)
I’m almost at 300 pages and a little more than 6 hours total of reading, which translates into 50 pages an hour. Meh. Just call this “Diary of a Wimpy Read-a-Thoner.”
But, the truth is, I have a pretty long and busy day tomorrow. I’m headed back (for the first time in 5 or 6 years, I think) to the church where I grew up and where The Dean and I were married. Afterwards, my mother-in-law is throwing her annual Halloween party for the grandkids. (Lest you were wondering, the two occasions aren’t connected. Just on the same day.)
It’s the first time I’ve been a reader and I’m 300 pages further into my TBR stack than I was at 8 a.m. today. Plus I enjoyed some nice tea and reading with Betty, plus my Cheerleaders have been the best and have provided me with some new blogs to check out.
So, it’s all good. It’s really all what you make of it, isn’t it? Like during the power outage tonight. After the initial tears and fears of being suddenly plunged into darkness, the kids rebounded quickly and soon we were laughing by candlelight at the kitchen table, telling spooky stories. (Boo said a sentence or two, then Betty, then me.)
It’s like the Read-a-Thon itself. When you think of it, it’s really amazing how we’ve been able to take something so sad as Dewey’s passing and all that we lost, and turned it into something so fun, so positive, and that brings people around the world together. I didn’t know her as well as others, but I’m betting that she would have loved seeing this (and especially how #readathon was trending on Twitter! We book bloggers have arrived!)
And, now that we have, I’ll stop my punchy rambling and simply say: goodnight! (and thank you to all – organizers, cheerleaders, everyone! – for a really fun day!)