And I’ve never forgotten Pip the canary’s epitaph since I first read the children’s classic when I was who knows how young. Every year on the day, Pip’s memory comes to mind. That’s how deeply the stories we love can affect us.
“The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color.”
Today relatively little Madeira is drunk in the U.S. Americans seem to want light, quick-drinking wines, and Madeira, which is heavy and must be sipped and savored at leisure, is like daytime baseball: a wonderful institution, made for the spirit of another age. Really fine Madeiras are today the Edsels of the wine world: a handful of fanatics hoard them and talk about them, but most people have never tasted one, let alone bought one.
“I loved rhubarb, that hardy, underappreciated garden survivor that leafed out just as the worst of winter melted away. Not everyone was a fan, especially of the bitter, mushy, overcooked version. Yet sometimes a little bitterness could bring out the best in other flavors. Bitter rhubarb made sunny-day strawberry face the realities of life- and taste all the better for it. As I brushed the cakes with a deep pink glaze made from sweet strawberry and bottled rhubarb bitters, I hoped I would change rhubarb doubters. Certainly, the little Bundt cakes looked as irresistible as anything I had ever seen in a French patisserie.” ― Judith Fertig, The Memory of Lemon
We are all more than ready for springtime and fresh starts this year.
Though we are all fatigued, we must keep in mind COVID precautions for a little longer if we wish a return to safe social freedom. Thankfully we readers have a pastime we love, in which we have been able to indulge in spite of restrictions.
Spring seems a time for resolutions, a celebration of optimism and ambition. Those traits are essential for authors who take the leap and publish independently. Self-publishing today is a respected endeavor. Competition is fierce in the industry. Many highly talented authors strive to reach readers by bringing their work to light through their own efforts.
So many authors, so little reading time . . . to fit into days filled with additional commitments – but here is a short list of authors – some of whom are independent publishers – whose works I hope to explore at some point when I can fit them in with new works by my longtime favorite authors – and my two or three professional positions. . . whew!
Falling Into Magic has been hiding in the depths of my inbox for some time, so you’ll see my review of it first.
Since I received a real life review copy of Rapier Wit in the mail, I imagine it will be read before long. I must admit hard copies are my preference.
Working on the computer is an advantage – reading is much more rewarding when I can turn pages.
But don’t wait for my reviews. Follow the links to order these books and explore them on your own.
There are so many great titles . . . I feel so guilty not keeping up with reading requests. I’m simply unable to fulfill them all, but the least I can do is feature them so others can check them out and let us know their favorites. Comments are invited as long as they are respectful.
“Then you have to remember to be thankful; but in May one simply can’t help being thankful . . . that they are alive, if for nothing else. I feel exactly as Eve must have felt in the garden of Eden before the trouble began.” ― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea