"You'll read about me someday." I was definitely dreaming then. With no evidence of that ever being possible, I clung to that preposterous vision and with the force of those dreams willed it and made it happen. Not because I needed to be famous, but because I needed a world that made me feel uninvited to be wrong, so I imagined myself free, I imagined myself loved, I imagined myself... as somebody." Finding Fish a memoir
Monday, July 16, 2012
On Being A Girl Dad-9
My youngest daughter, Azure, is ten years old and she loves Agatha Christie mysteries. As part of her summer reading, she has read several. Her favorite is Murder on the Orient Express. Tonight, as a family, we all watched the BBC version of the story. I've seen it many times and every time, I forget who actually committed the crime. When reading, do not forget the old fashioned murder mystery. They don't make them like that anymore.
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