I have a need to be quiet right now. After my housework this morning and a bit of progress on my new sewing project, I’m turning to my books and a cup of tea for respite. Here is what I’m currently reading and why.
A Weekend to Change Your Life: Find Your Authentic Self After a Lifetime of Being All Things to All People by Joan Anderson
I was raised to be responsible for the happiness of everyone around me. Now, as an adult, I know we’re only responsible for our own happiness. I’m journaling along with the book to muzzle that secret voice telling me it’s always my fault when things go wrong.
FYI: It’s taking me longer than a weekend.
Case Histories: A Novel by Kate Atkinson
I adore mysteries, but don’t you wonder why this essentially terrible subject is so popular? I don’t have an answer, but my supposition is because good eventually prevails in the end—at least in the mysteries I read.
Even if we don’t see the bodies, the mystery genre is still about people killing people. But I keep reading them and try to tamp down that little voice suggesting there is something inherently questionable about my character because I enjoy reading them.
What are you reading and why?