It is now 7:04 and the Minithon is over. It was a good minithon despite my lack of prep, I still managed to be highly distracted and get only a mini amount of reading done. The Wimbledon Poisoner – about a sad sack English Everyman who gets fed up and decides to poison his wife – starts off well. It is hard not to eat too many peanut butter pretzel nuggets. And why is it hard to focus on a book while lazing in a hammock? I don’t know, but it was very nice out until the rain came. Read a word. Stare at a tree. Read another word. Wonder why the bird calls are so raucous. Etc.
Thanks Tika, for hosting and Glynis and Alley for stopping by. Sadly, for mysterious reasons I can’t seem to comment on most blogs, or I’d comment on yours. I do read them and enjoy, though. I hope we all get together for another ‘thon soon.