...and the hits just keep on coming

There's always something, you know? Somebody in the hospital, somebody needing long-distance transportation arrangements, something that needs to be researched, an extra project that--whoops!--somebody forgot to staff... My to-do lists are starting to resemble use cases, with alternate flows and error conditions and supplemental technical specifications. When I was growing up (you know, back in the (technical) Stone Age) I never quite got how much like a house of cards life apparently has a tendency to resemble (or maybe I'm still rebelling against the feeling of being trapped in a life that says there's only one way to be.)

Anyway.

It's Wednesday, and it's been ages since I've done the reading meme, but that would necessitate me having to go look at goodreads and see what it is that I've read recently (my brain is not retaining anything these days--if it's not written down, it's gooooone) which is unappealing at the moment. But I saw this post on bookish bucket lists on bookriot.com and thought it was a good conversation starter (wow, can you tell I have a bunch of conferences coming up in the next few months? One of my lists is Stuff To Talk About With Strangers, aka, schmoozing for introverts.)

So, yeah, what's on your bookish bucket list?

I'd love to say that mine included something like reading Proust (in French) or finishing The Brothers Karamozov or having tea/coffee with a giant of literature, but really, I'd be super-happy to go traipse through Kensington/Mayfair and work my way through all the squares and parks of a good Heyer novel, with optional side trips down to Cornwall for the classic Gothic romance scenery and a bonus weekend in Edinburgh and points north to scratch the Scottish historical itch. I'm not even going to spin it with references to Austen and the Brontes or Doyle or the Bard, because I know you won't judge. Just pure immersion in all the genre novels that have made me happy over the years.

That's mine, what's yours?