I'm still reading Anthropology of an American Girl and it has not disappointed me yet. It is enveloping. I want to finish it and yet it's one of those books where you don't want to leave the world that the author has created, or in this case I don't want to leave Eveline's mind.
I was thinking in the shower this morning about how easy it is for me to come here and talk about books. I just wish someone would join me here. I was marvelling at the fact that my chosen profession is architecture and yet when I started an architecture blog I was hard pressed to find something to talk about and the blog floundered. This is not my profession by education, but if I could go back I still think I would have chosen architecture, but I would have minored in English Lit. It would give me more credibility in talking about books, but as it stands I'm more well read than most people I know and I think that makes me qualified.
This is a rambling post, but I blame it fully on the ramblings in Anthropology.
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