To Kill a Mockingbird
A River Runs Through It
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Stupid Fast
Never Eighteen
At least for now. But I suppose if I were on a desert island I couldn't really change my mind now, could I.
Monday I was running around to doctors, x-rays, specialists after Thing Two fractured her shoulder on the soccer field Sunday. On top of that, she didn't make the select soccer team she was trying out for when she truly deserved to, and no, that's not just me as a mom talking, she's one of the best players on our team, can play any position, has a killer foot, and plays with her head and her heart.
Thing One tried out for select soccer also, and her team had two teams last year, so they didn't have to cut, but they don't have enough for two this year, so they have to make cuts. And while I think she has the talent, there are other factors to consider, like politics. That's all I'll say about that.
I've been desperately trying to revise WIP, Cheesy so I can send it to my agent, but life does not wait, so I'm trying to balance my time between, revising, chauffeuring, grocery shopping, cleaning, laundry, etc.
Okay, I'm going to name ten people I wouldn't mind being stranded with. It's not going to be family or friends, it's going to be celebrities, politicians, and the like. Living or dead.
...I've decided to do this the next couple days. Yesterday was cd's Today I'm going to do books. I'll throw out ten of my favorite books I'd like to have with me if I'm ever stranded on a desert island. Now, I'm not including things like, Desert Islands for Dummies, or a survival handbook. Those are gimmes. I'm including the books I'd want to read over and over.