did I do that?

Hey everyone. I’ve just returned from 1900!

The first thing I wanted to do when I got back was to check to see that my actions in the past hadn’t inadvertently caused something catastrophic to happen in the present. Like, for instance, what would I do if I’d caused sticky notes to have never been invented, or I’d caused apostrophes to be outlawed, or, you know, caused  the end of the world as we know it.

So, as soon as I found myself back home, I finished my cup of tea, grabbed the remote and turned on the telly…AND SAW THIS:


I screamed aloud and nearly dropped my cup of tea.

My mind whirring, I paced the room, wondering what it was that I could have done that would have caused the end of the civilisation. All I’d done was sneak around a dusty old library for a few days and steal a few biscuits and some milk. Surely the world couldn’t have ended over a couple of stolen bikkies, could it?

Then it hit me: if the world is ending, why would it be on the telly? Why would the telly even be working?

I stopped pacing. With sweaty, shaking hands, I turned up the volume.

It’s a volcano, I realised. It’s just a volcano. I kept listening. In Iceland. With a really long name…


I’m back, and, as far as I can tell, the world is pretty much the same as it was when I left.I hope. Well, I haven’t noticed any major differences yet, anyway…

I’m working on my very first book review ever. It’ll be posted online around this time tomorrow.


Right. Old libraries are lots of fun, but they’re also really, REALLY dirty,  and I’ve spent the past few days living in one. If you’d just excuse me, I’m having a shower…a very, very long shower.

I’m so glad to be back – but already looking forward to my next adventure!

Author: Michelle

Reader, writer, wannabe. Literary critic (with training wheels on). Blogging my way through the 20th century's classic novels in chronological order.

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