1933 – the cat ~ colette

The problem with reading a book every week? The more I read, the more I need to read. Every week, the list of books I want to buy only grows longer.

Sometimes, it seems as if I’m going nowhere; as if all I’m doing is mapping the disgusting depths of my own ignorance. But when I think about everything I’ve read over the past eleven months, I know I’m learning. Everyone has to begin their education somewhere.

Yes, eleven months. I can’t believe that the Book to the Future project is only one month away from its first birthday! This can mean only one thing…


1909 – strait is the gate ~ andre gide

I know I say this every week, however, this time, I mean it more than most – OMG WHAT A WEEK.

I’m writing to you from the strangest place ever. I’m currently sitting on a borrowed mattress in a spare room nearly ten hours away from my lovely, comfortable bed. I’m hunched over my laptop, typing away like some kind of crazy person. It’s dark, and I can’t see a thing – apart from my computer screen.

Angus and I decided to both take a week off work and go on a slightly impromptu road trip. More about that in the middle of the week…