I have a confession to make.

I haven't been reading The Mystery of Edwin Drood.

I've been reading some, um, lighter fare.

Like this:

and this:

I'm really impatient for the warm weather to arrive.

I just want to be outside all of the time.

I'm like a cat.

I have spring fever.

Anyway - I read a lot of these types of books in the summer

so I guess I'm getting an early start.

They are good

they just aren't...

a big challenge.

But you know, they say variety is the spice of life

and I will get back to Edwin.

Once I've had my fill of fluff.