The books I’m not going to read

Pile of books

There are very few books I’ve quit halfway through. Usually I try to strug­gle through the part I don’t like, and plod my way to the end. Most of the time I don’t regret forc­ing myself to finish.

Then I tried to read The Fellowship of the Ring. I got to about page 150 and couldn’t take it anymore.

I’ve seen the movies, and decided that I don’t care that I stopped read­ing it. Continue read­ing

A new beginning

After years of debate, I’ve finally taken the plunge and pur­chased notquitepetite.com! I’m excited to wel­come you to a fresh new start.

It’s scary, open­ing up a new page and see­ing noth­ing on it. No his­tory, no help­ful hints of what might be to come. It’s the unopened door at the end of the hall­way, or the mys­te­ri­ous pack­age at the front door.

Strength is the courage to open the door, or to see what’s inside the package.

At the moment, there is no plan. This will be a jour­ney of dis­cov­ery, chron­i­cled for pos­ter­ity. We’ll see how the adven­ture goes.