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Linda Hilton

Reader, Writer, Merciless Reviewer and Incurable Romantic


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Currently reading

History of Tom Jones, a Foundling
Henry Fielding
Progress: 20 %
The Summer Tree
Guy Gavriel Kay
Progress: 10/383 pages
Democracy in Chains: The Deep History of the Radical Right's Stealth Plan for America
Nancy MacLean
Progress: 134/574 pages
The Secular Scripture: A Study of the Structure of Romance
Northrop Frye
Progress: 43/200 pages
All the President's Men
Carl Bernstein, Bob Woodward
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Women's Gothic and Romantic Fiction: A Reference Guide (American Popular Culture)
Kay Mussell
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The Looking-Glass Portrait
Linda Hilton
Really Neat Rocks: A casual introduction to the rocks & gems of Arizona and the lapidary arts
Linda Hilton
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Under the Banner of Heaven: A Story of Violent Faith
Jon Krakauer
The House of the Spirits
Isabel Allende

The next few days

— feeling tired

Our Spring Fling Studio Tour is this coming week-end.  I'm not ready.  Between the various bouts with back spasms, then the tendonitis, I just haven't done nearly as much work as I should have.


Yesterday -- Sunday -- my elbow was feeling pretty good.  I was in the studio before 7:00 and spent almost five hours there.  I did some desperately needed cleaning.  I wire-wrapped a couple of small stones.  And I finished a larger stone that I had started a day or two earlier.



Before I quit for the day, I started another, in hopes of finishing it today.  I did finish it, but the sun was getting brighter and brighter, so I snapped a few pictures before the stone was done and before the light was too strong.  Even so, I had to adjust the exposure on the computer a bit to pick up the details.



Between now and Saturday, most of my energy will be directed toward making more jewelry and getting ready for the week-end's event.  Of course, last night I managed to injure myself AGAIN, this time ripping off a broken pinkie fingernail so far down that it bled.  It still hurts, but it's the left hand and I'm a rightie, so I can still function.  No back spasms, the elbow is improving, and I'm rebuilding the inventory I should have taken care of over the past several months.


This afternoon or tomorrow I'll post some pictures of the front garden.  Two of the agaves are in the process of blooming, a process that lasts a couple of weeks and then the plant dies.  Neither of these is as spectacular as the others we've had, but they're still quite impressive.  Unfortunately, rainfall was low this winter, which means a lesser bloom for the cactus.  There should still be some flowers for the week-end.


Once this show is over, I can take it a little easy for the rest of the summer.  That means more reading and, I hope, more writing.