Time: somewhere over the United Kingdom Sunday 15th
Sitting on the plane, unable to sleep, once again because of Stephen King. I know, I keep reading those books and they mess me up, but I was stuck in the airport without anything to read but Mrs. Gaskell (I know, Tara) and I ended up with The Green Mile. It took me about five hours and was as haunting and perfectly-crafted a story as anything I’ve ever read. Read the rest of this entry »