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Mar. 7th, 2008 10:50 pmI've been back to my headache doctor, got the (sweet, sweet) anti-migraine drug I was hoping for - though it apparently won't start working for at least another month, possibly more - and been told my brain looked 'pretty pristine', if not why it still feels like mush. Now I've got ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
steepholm here beside me as I write this. (He's got to mark essays, lest anyone think I'd spare a minute of his company otherwise!)
In an effort to get through some of the backlog of book talk I've got piled up, I'm doing two books together in this post. They're two books which are in some ways as different as books written in the same language and for close to the same age reader could be, and yet they have one common element, which is that of containing a degree of autobiography. The two are Over the Sea: CJ's First Notebook, by Sherwood Smith and The Wednesday Wars, by Gary D. Schmidt. ( read more )
steepholm here beside me as I write this. (He's got to mark essays, lest anyone think I'd spare a minute of his company otherwise!)In an effort to get through some of the backlog of book talk I've got piled up, I'm doing two books together in this post. They're two books which are in some ways as different as books written in the same language and for close to the same age reader could be, and yet they have one common element, which is that of containing a degree of autobiography. The two are Over the Sea: CJ's First Notebook, by Sherwood Smith and The Wednesday Wars, by Gary D. Schmidt. ( read more )
