Update, Easter 2017
I haven't been here for such a long time, and so much has happened while I've been away. Rather than post about it, I thought I would just put a brief update here.
Last summer I moved to Devon to care for my mother who was ill. My stepfather had just died (after being bedridden for years) and Jan, my mother, had just come out of hospital after an attack of pneumonia, as we thought. Although I'd just started a new job, I was coming and going between home and Devon almost as often as before, but Jan wasn't getting better and cancer was diagnosed. She died six weeks after my stepfather. I'd thought I was going to be with her in her final months, but we were denied that time together. I have nothing but admiration for the help we had from the local hospice, who supported us so that she could die at home, but it was a cruel death, and this is as much as I want to say about it.
I stayed on to empty and sell the house, and to bring Jan's beloved greyhound home with me. I've been back since Christmas, and am just beginning to emerge into the world of the living again.
This is a blog about books, with a focus on my main areas of interest: writing for older children and young adults, books from the first half of the twentieth century, particularly by women, Canadian literature, crime novels and fantasy.
I haven't been here for such a long time, and so much has happened while I've been away. Rather than post about it, I thought I would just put a brief update here.
Last summer I moved to Devon to care for my mother who was ill. My stepfather had just died (after being bedridden for years) and Jan, my mother, had just come out of hospital after an attack of pneumonia, as we thought. Although I'd just started a new job, I was coming and going between home and Devon almost as often as before, but Jan wasn't getting better and cancer was diagnosed. She died six weeks after my stepfather. I'd thought I was going to be with her in her final months, but we were denied that time together. I have nothing but admiration for the help we had from the local hospice, who supported us so that she could die at home, but it was a cruel death, and this is as much as I want to say about it.
I stayed on to empty and sell the house, and to bring Jan's beloved greyhound home with me. I've been back since Christmas, and am just beginning to emerge into the world of the living again.
This is a blog about books, with a focus on my main areas of interest: writing for older children and young adults, books from the first half of the twentieth century, particularly by women, Canadian literature, crime novels and fantasy.
Hurlyburlybuss: Children's Literature is my personal archive of my reviews of children's books, ranging from 1800 to the present, with a distinct, but not exclusive, weighting towards fantasy for older children. If it catches my attention, I'll review it! The review policy is the same as for GeraniumCat's Bookshelf.
From time to time I talk about other things besides books -- mainly dogs!
