Updates

My dear friends,

I recently returned from a trip far from home, and was unable to send you a letter.
This was poor planning on my part, I knew I should've written ahead and sent this while I was away, but my lazy bone got hold of me and I decided not to.

And as I've been busy, I hadn't thought up a good subject for this letter other then making it one of updating you all.
And so that is what it will be.


Update on Oliver Twist (reading challenge):

This letter wasn't the only thing my lazy bone stalled; I am now farther behind in Oliver Twist then I would like to admit.
It appears that it may drag into February, which will be fine so long as I finish it early on and manage to also begin and complete that month's book within the thirty days (or twenty eight, as the case will be).


Update on Poetry:

I have been working on more poetry and digging at the dirt of my mind to try and unearth the well of creativity which I have again misplaced in the clutter of life.
It is hard to create anything in such a busy world, isn't it? Other things always pile up on our writing desks and distract us.

But a new poem, or I should say a very old one, is in the works and coming along.


Update on Short Stories:

I have a few short stories in the works now. One, being named "Dream Warriors", one "Imaginary", and one "The Wolf's Son". All of which are taking far, far longer then they should. The Wolf's Son is my favorite so far, but as proven to be longer and more in-depth then I had originally intended.


Update on My Current Novel:

In the realm of novels, the one I am currently focusing on has hit some bumps as I've come to the realization that it makes no sense. And yet, I don't want to change it because I love it so much. But, it might be better if I do change it.
We will see how it plays out. I am now pausing the original, and have begun a new one following the same plot and all, but with the changes that will (hopefully) better it.

For now, I will leave the title to this story unknown to you. It is for the best, seeing as it doesn't have a set name yet, and is still in its infancy as far as development goes.


That's the end for now, consider yourselves updated. It's been a long day for me, and I look forward to settling into bed with warm blankets and the story of Oliver Twist. And, conveniently, a snow storm is raging outside my window.
What a perfect night to read!

Yours,

                  Edna Pellen

Book of the month ~ Oliver Twist

Dear friends,

With this month comes the reading of Oliver Twist!
I regret to admit that I am not as far in it as I would like. A week has past and I am only in the fourth chapter.
I assure you that I do have a reason for this.
I had begun a different book, but realized after reading it partly that it was not the first in the series. And I cannot stand reading books out of order. Should I ever do this, you can be sure that I am locked away in some dungeon somewhere and a impostor has taken my place.

But I have begun to digress. Allow me to get back on topic...

So far, Oliver Twist has taken my interest with ease. And thanks for that are due to Charles Dickens' intriguing prefaces and introductions (of which there are three and I will tell you more of once I've finished the book).
I am finding Oliver to be a dear and tragic character, one born into pain and sadness. From where my bookmark stays guarding my place between this book's pages, the only character I am certain I will see in later chapters is Oliver himself. No other character has come to stay, yet.
That being said, there isn't much else for me to write of.

But already I am looking forward to the end of this month, when I can give a completed review of this book.
I will say nothing more on the matter, or else I will have nothing to write about at the end of January.

So this letter, I am afraid, will be rather short. Which really is a shame, seeing as I prefer to make them longer.

If you have begun this adventure with me, the one of reading a book a month, I would love to read how your experience has been so far.

Otherwise, this is the end of this letter. Farewell, kindred spirits.


  Yours,


                     Edna Pellen