First Tuesday Post-Washington: Still Feeling the Love

Speeding through Mitch Albom’s The Five People You Meet in Heaven.  Self finds it very similar in tone and feeling to the other Albom novel self just finished reading:  For One More Day.

The next book on self’s reading list is Jennifer 8. Lee’s The Fortune Cookie Chronicles.

Who knows why self latches on to the books that she does.  She lets her subconscious choose for her, and then, when the year is done, she looks back at all the books she has read and, always, always detects a pattern.  Amaaazing!

Late last night, self landed on Facebook and found she’d been tagged in a comment by Charles Tan.  She clicked on the link and found that her story “The Departure,” which appeared in Philippine Genre Stories, ended up receiving an Honorable Mention for “Best Horror 2011” by Ellen Datlow.

So wild, especially coming on the day of her return from DC!  After this trip, which was amazingly fun (Washington DC will now be a part of self’s list of favorite cities in the world, the others being New York, Tel Aviv, and Bacolod), self feels like she landed on some planet where she can operate on auto-pilot because everything is good.  Not even the annoying airport encounter with TSA nobody Diogenes Agcaoili and Husband in Scary Meltdown Mode could alter self’s happy mood.

Here’s a quote from the Albom novel, which self thinks she can probably finish reading by the end of today:

All parents damage their children.  It cannot be helped.  Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers.  Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhood completely  into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.

Wow, that is somewhat of a downer of a quote.  In reality, Albom’s book is all about “uplift.”  The father in The Five People You Meet in Heaven (Is this going to be like “A Christmas Carol”?) sounds almost exactly like the father in For One More Day:

The damage done by Eddie’s father was, at the beginning, the damage of neglect.  As an infant, Eddie was rarely held by the man, and as a child, he was mostly grabbed by the arm, less with love than with annoyance.

And now self must stop, so that she can tour her garden and see which sections need the most watering.

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

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