They were looking out to the sea, the ocean that could not embrace them, the water close but closed off to them.
The ocean will reign again.
Hello! Just a quick update for those who have reblogged the read-a-thon post and/or sent me a message in the past 24 hours or so!
I haven’t had any time to add any participants over the past day, as I had to clear everything out of my room last night. At 7am this morning I had it re-painted! I love the top up of fresh paint; it’s the same colour but after almost 15 years it’s looking so fresh and vibrant. The colour seems really different, in a good way. I think the painter said it’s got something to do with the glue or sealer they used on the walls.
I am currently working off of the ancient Macbook Pro and it’s incredibly slow, so I’m not getting much done on here! I have a few errands to run shortly, but hopefully I can set up my iMac upstairs in the study later this afternoon to add anyone with a pending request (reblog and/or message wise) to the Read-A-Thon!
I’m going to need to completely reorganise my bookshelves again before I put them back into my room in order to pack away the stray piles of books I’ve accumulated over the past two months. It’s not all going to fit, so I’ll have to figure something out!
I am also hoping to get a new, smaller desk as I no longer need the massive glass one I currently have. New bedside cabinets would be lovely whilst I’m at it…
Lots to do! I hope you’re all having a lovely week so far?
Q:I was just wondering if the April Read-A-Thon is open worldwide, or just local? Thanks. :D
The Read-A-Thon event is open worldwide and anyone can participate!
We are using the hashtag #treesofreveriereadathon across all social media platforms, so no matter where you like to share your bookish endeavours, you’ll be able to find others who are taking part in the event!
The book giveaways will also be open internationally. The giveaways will only be available to those who sign up to be an Official Participant before Thursday April 17 at 5pm (Australian Eastern Standard Time).
Long ago, before man or woman or stories, there was the sea. It crashed and roared and boiled, churning life into being.
I knew, and I said nothing, because we were all, in our own way, monsters.
Somehow I don’t think there will ever be any tedium in my every day with you.
And I drank in every detail of this woman, clinging greedily to them, like I was storing them away to take out and examine in the tedium of my everyday because I knew that was what my life would be now. Now that I had found her and now that I would have to leave her.
Regarding the Read-a-Thon ‘Official Participants’
Being invited to the Goodreads Group for the read-a-thon DOES NOT EQUAL being signed up as an Official Participant for the read-a-thon.
I sent invitations to my entire Friends list as it was the easiest way to draw attention to the read-a-thon without constantly hitting the ask limit through sending individual messages. (I’m looking at you, ask limit!)
Please read the guidelines on the original post, Treesofreverie’s April Read-a-Thon!
To be signed up as an Official Participant, you need to either Reblog the post linked above, or if you don’t have a Tumblr account, message me directly (which can be via Tumblr, Goodreads, Facebook, or any other social media sites I am active on).
*****ONLY OFFICIAL PARTICIPANTS will be eligible for the awesome Book Giveaways I am hosting during the read-a-thon event.*****
Yes, there are several book giveaways. ^.^”
I’ve made a post regarding this on the Discussion Board on the Goodreads Group, but I’m making this post here just in case anyone on Tumblr is having difficulties in understanding what’s required. Let’s make this as fun and enjoyable as possible for everyone involved! :)
She seemed to sense that I did not want to talk that day but the silence was filled with words that danced between our eyes, taking their time, a slow waltz today.
Isn’t that a good thing? To have someone notice and care about your absence?
I wondered whether she came to this same spot every day, how long she spent here, in this oasis of calm, of words.
Her absence was a horrifyingly painful breath that didn’t seem to end.