Good Thing About My Life #3749

[mrissa]

One of the things I really like about meeting good writers and, if the term makes sense, good readers and hanging out with same is that having widely varied tastes is sort of assumed, and further, that people don't seem to assume that you'll like things for the same reasons as they do.

I put down an Aleister Reynolds novel to pick up Anne of Windy Poplars for awhile this afternoon, and I will go happily back to the Reynolds when I'm done. And I really love that this is more normal than not, in my current social circles. You read sagas, new space opera, and turn-of-the-Twentieth Canadian girls' novels on the same day? No problem. Nary a batted eye. Throw in whatever else you like, and people will still consider it normal, because they are books, and books are what we do, one way or another.

This makes me very happy.

Also I will have sesame buns within something like an hour, and baked apples somewhat after that, and I tasted the glop I was putting in the baked apples, and I really suspect this will end well. If it does, I will post the recipe, because it's easy and fairly healthy as desserts go, and oh, very promising.