Library

[azurelunatic]

After a while of playing on the computer, I gathered myself together and headed off to return my library books. It's hot outside, and I always leak water from my pores after showers. My mastery of the bus schedule is improving.

I'm growing stronger after my month-and-a-half of forced inaction due to the foot. I can walk for longer, and walk faster. Near the mall skate facility, two to three girls were fighting, hitting each other, ripping at permed-and-streaked hair. I dodged in to tell an employee to call security; when we came out, the girls were gone.

The library was cool. I returned my five books. I always take notice of the shy teenage young men in the science fiction section. This one was too reserved for me to share book recommendations with.

I walked back through the mall in Patricia McKillip's Winter Rose. This attracted the attention of a giggle of teenage girls. "She's reading a book in the mall!" they called to each other, finding this the most hilarious thing ever.

I stopped in at one of the cheap glasses places and got new nosepads on my prescription sunglasses. One had fallen off, and I noticed it just before setting out. A bruise on the right of the bridge of my nose is courting me.

There was a long wait for the bus; the Red Line arrives early, and waits until its prescribed time for takeoff. The driver was in the mall getting coffee. I sat in the sun and read, then sat on the bus and read more. I'd thought of getting orange chicken, but the little shop is closed on Sundays, and I don't think I want to range far from home when my mind is slipping into spaces unseen...

Winter Rose does that to me. It looks to have elements of Tamlin... that story always throws me for a loop. It's so familiar...

The writing bug has bitten again. I have a story seed, "Body Log", and have gotten the first few paragraphs of The Necromancer's Prayer to disk.

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[grifyn.livejournal.com]

I walked back through the mall in Patricia McKillip's Winter Rose. This attracted the attention of a giggle of teenage girls. "She's reading a book in the mall!" they called to each other, finding this the most hilarious thing ever.

See, for me it's always, "She's got a GUN in the MALL!" Maybe I should switch to books, just for the sanity of the rent-a-cops.

I do like groups of teenage girls being referred to as "a giggle." It's entirely too apt. There was a comedian once who described the way girls throw their arms up when they see someone they know as "Ohmigod! We've got elbows!" and I always thought that was pretty apt, too.

[azurelunatic]

I was thinking "gaggle", but I liked the way it came out.

[grifyn.livejournal.com]

Me, too. Serendipity!

[othercat.livejournal.com]

walked back through the mall in Patricia McKillip's Winter Rose. This attracted the attention of a giggle of teenage girls. "She's reading a book in the mall!" they called to each other, finding this the most hilarious thing ever.

See, this is why I loathed and despised teenagers...when I was one...:> And giggle? is a very appropriate group noun...:>

[azurelunatic]

Had they given me the opportunity, they would have been advised to grow up and learn manners.

I can be very forbidding when I put my mind to it.

[fmh.livejournal.com]

Yer' exemplary in your patience for not slamming the book shut on the teens head (unless its a paperback in which case my recommendation is to roll it up tight and use it for a fistload). :)
Look, I read everywhere I can get away with it; lineups, elevators, long drives, while cooking, while watching Tv, listening to music, and websurfing. I used to bring a book into restaurants with me till cyriael put her foot down. :)
I'm just jealous that you can _write_.

[azurelunatic]

I read while walking.

This is evidently not a usual sight for mall-goers.