I got engrossed in reading In The Dream House: A Memoir this evening and lost track of time. This used to happen so often when I was a younger reader but not so much these adult-filled days. It’s fabulous when it does. Also, I can’t recommend this book strongly enough – it scratches all my itches: lbgtq+, a dark underbelly, coming of age, Iowa, English major themes referenced with footnotes. The works, I tell you.
I’ve only got a tiny bit left of the evening, so I’m off to squeeze in a few more chapters.