In case anyone hasn’t realised, it is actually mid-summer. Yet as I write the rain is coming down like it’s winter.
I’m longing for some summer sunshine so I can read in the garden. I’ve decided that whenever we have a good weather day, I’m going to abandon everything, grab my book and head into the garden. In the meantime, I will have to settle for reading indoors.
This week I will be finishing Elizabeth is Missing by Emma Healey. Here’s the blurb.
‘Maud is forgetful. She makes a cup of tea and doesn’t remember to drink it. She goes to the shop and forgets why she went. Sometimes her home is unrecognisable – or her daughter Helen seems a total stranger.
‘But there’s one thing Maud is sure of: her friend Elizabeth is missing. The note in her pocket tells her so. And no matter who tells her to stop going on about it, to leave it alone, to shut up, Maud will get to the bottom of it.
‘Because somewhere in Maud’s damaged mind lies the answer to an unsolved seventy-year-old mystery. One everyone has forgotten about. Everyone, except Maud …’
I’ve also got a few stories to finish from the Raymond Carver collection, What we talk about when we talk about love, and Marina Keegan’s The Opposite of Loneliness.
Also this week I need to think about my next university module. I’m unsure whether to study the short story module or life writing. Decisions…Decisions…