Finished another horsie book. I always find it helpful during binge-reading attacks to pick light and fluffy reads for the most part. Short books that make me feel successful and that keep the pace faster.
And Claudia Emerson’s last book of poetry, published after cancer stole her. She was my mentor in college. Kind, wise, generous. I always meant to write her and tell her how much the time she spent with me shaped not only my writing, but my life, and I never did. And now I never can.