Blog Post #30 – September 2016

Hey Everyone!!

Today’s the end of the month, and we’ve made it (whoo-hoo!)!! Given all that’d happened to us throughout August however, I wasn’t certain we would: Mrs. Reed, our aunt, had locked our ten year-old selves in the room our uncle had died in, our cousins had often beaten us (and had gotten away with it), we’d been shipped to Lowood—a drafty, militant boarding school—where children had frequently died of typhus, and we, once older, had fallen in love with a master of a rural estate who—because of a mentally insane first spouse—had lived a life of darkness and depression.

Eek!!

Moreover, had I mentioned our new loved-one had locked that insane first spouse in the estate attic, and it lurks upstairs as we speak—waiting for an unexpected hour to cackle through the ceiling and set the estate on fire?

Double-eek!! lol

Except considering our hand had been held throughout these events by our friend Jane, protagonist of our August reading, ‘Jane Erye’ by Charlotte Bronte, we never had to snap our book cover close and dart out of our story world.

But as dramatic as last month’s reading was, many readers would argue its drama may only be on pace—at best—with what September’s reading would’ve been which would’ve led us on a climb atop the heights to a weather exposed grassland farm house where odd happenings had occurred. This reading’s ‘Wurthering Heights’ by Charlotte’s younger sister, Emily Bronte. Within ‘Wurthering’s’ story world, a presumed orphan named Heathcliff—

Wait, many of you may had caught what I’d written three sentences ago: ‘…what September’s tale would’ve been’. I wrote this because for the month of September, we won’t have a designated reading. Although I’d intended to explore life at the ‘Heights’ next month, I’ve decided to push it back in order work more on the upcoming Phillip Edwin novel, a caged bird I’d plan to set free hopefully in a few months (…and many thanks for your patience!).

So feel free to read what your heart desires next month, we’ll circle back to Emily Bronte before long, and please stay tuned because near the end of September I may do something interesting. Need a hint? Okay: this time last year was special.

Many thanks, folks, and we’ll ttys!!

Phil