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The Sunday Salon:; bits and pieces


Another Sunday, come and gone! I always feel as though the weekend go by too quickly. Tomorrow I’m off for a business trip in San Diego, so I’m looking forward to some slightly warmer weather in my near future! It’s really funny when I pack for trips; I always pack the books first and then clothes. Speaking of which, yesterday I bought a few new items for my trip, just so that I’ll have some springtime stuff to wear. Lately I’ve really been in the mood to wear skirts and dresses.

When it comes to books and traveling, I always bring the “junk” stuff by tried and true authors, that I know I’ll enjoy. I obviously never want to slog through a book, but especially so when I’m away!

Reading this past week has been about average; I finished an ARC of CW Gortner’s The Tudor Secret and May Sinclair’s The Three Sisters (amazingly good; after a reading slump during Virago Reading Week, it was good to find another Virago that I enjoyed). I’m now reading a review copy of Madame Tussaud, by Michelle Moran, that the author sent me. I’ll probably finish it tomorrow on the plane, when I’ve got a significant amount of time to read. Other than that, I don’t think I’ll have much time for reading next week! However, I’ve packed a few choices: Barbara Pym’s An Unsuitable Attachment, The Falcons of Montabard, by Elizabeth Chadwick, The Moonspinners, by Mary Stewart, and On the Night of the Seventh Moon, by Victoria Holt. So, some good, trashy reads, but enjoyable for all that. What do you bring when you’re on vacation or traveling?

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Joanne said…
Oh, I definitely pack books first, usually a few tried-and-true reads and one or two new books, which is why I usually end up forgetting something Really Important (like deodorant or a razor)! :O

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