July 2, 2010

Thursday Authorial: Beach Reading

It happens every time. We come to the beach and I run and jump and chase the aerobie or the foxtail or the kids. I throw the horseshoes and play ladder ball. I get out my stunt kite and go at it with the wind. I've been doing it every few years since I was a kid.
But I'm not 17, or 25 anymore. I'm not 30. In fact, I'm hanging on to 39 for dear life because in a few weeks I'll have to let that go, too.
So, I attack the sand and play like I always have, which is why I am now laying here on my bed waiting for the Aleve to kick in, hoping my back doesn't seize up so much that I can't enjoy going out to eat at the River House tonight. It's why, as soon as the meds kick in, I'm grabbing a book and heading back down to the beach. I will lie down and read and let my aging body attempt a recovery from the pounding I just gave it. What did I bring to read?

The Death and Life of Charlie St. Cloud, by Ben Sherwood
English Trifle, by Josi Kilpack
The Rescue, by Nicholas Sparks, though I have sworn off reading any more of his books. A friend gave it to me just before I left, so here it is in my bag.

My daughter brought The Forest of Hands and Teeth, by Carrie Ryan.
Son#1 is reading Elantris, by Brandon Sanderson.
Son #2 is reading Eldest, by Christopher Paolini
But right now they are throwing their young bodies around on the beach.

Now, where are my sunglasses?

1 comment:

KarenG said...

It sounds like an absolutely wonderful day!! Well worth any Aleve you might have to take. I love the beach.

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