I think I've reached a point in my life where I want to try and write.

I think I want to write some of what I'm thinking, some of what I'm living through but maybe more about what I'm reading. This will be an interesting experiment. Interesting because at one point in my life I thought I wanted to write a book. But I soon figured out that I really was happier reading books than working at writing one. The act of writing has always been attractive and I've flirted with journal keeping throughout the years but have always found some kind of excuse to not have to seriously work at it. Again, reading journals turned out to be more fun and interesting that I felt I could ever write.

So here I am, hopefully doing a little more than flirting this time. I'm going to read and then write and let myself enjoy it all.

The newest thing I've been reading are the Maisie Dobbs books by Jacqueline Winspear. This was one of those books that you read and then say, shoot! I'm going to have to go get all the rest of them. They were that fun and fascinating. Set just after the ending of World War I, in London, Winspear gives the reader a look at "polite society" as well as the emerging middle class. I've read a lot of WWII books, regency, westerns, futuristic, etc. but it seems like I've pretty much missed that window of time between the two world wars. And Maisie is a very interesting character. She has a very lower class upbringing but is vaulted into her future because of a thirst for knowledge and a love of reading. She becomes a psychologist and investigator...and how cool is that in the late 1920's. So leaf through and enjoy!