Since devouring the Twilight book series I've been longing for something else to capture me. I thought about checking out Stephanie Meyer's new book The Host but ... I don't think so. I did read the book The Other Boleyn Girl. I liked it. I wasn't swept away with it. In a way that was good. I was able to read and enjoy the story while still able to do housework and feed my son while reading it. I liked it. I also liked that fact that it wasn't so racy, especially considering the subject matter. The Twilight books being targeted at a younger reader than myself, have me remembering books from my youth. My sister Maggie and I loved a book and its trilogy called Darkangel by Meredith Ann Pierce. I believe they were the last books I read before I graduated from the young adult section at the library. Every couple of years Maggie and I will remember back and say, "How about those Darkangel books. Read them lately?" Maggie owns them.
I bought this blow up dolphin at the dollar store for Hugo. He loves it. Plays and plays with it. I didn't think much of the blue dolphin while we were at the pool besides the fact that Hugo and every other kid there, wants to ride on it. Tonight as I download these photos into the computer I finally saw the dolphin. A blue dolphin. I can't recall the number of times I read the sweet book Island of the Blue Dolphins by Scott O'Dell. I read it over and over and over. I wanted to be Karana's friend. I wanted to keep her company on her island and play with her wolves. I wanted to learn from her. I don't remember reading the sequel - I might have to check it out soon.
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