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There is a quirky new word/poetry game going, which might just be habit-forming.  It is called book spine poetry, and the idea is to stack up books and read their titles together--sequencing as free verse.  The library is doing a come-on for the summer, and I registered that it was a contest; you know, whose is the best; so I have been finding, thinking, and arranging for two weeks in my odd moments only to finally check into the rules and find it's one submission per week, and a random drawing.  They will put them up, but my effort to make my best and send them together only wasted some of my time for having my participating-name pulled out of a hat.  Ah well, I'm still having fun.  Add this to the beginning drawing class which I signed up for with a friend, and I'm having some gentle adventures this summer.

Here is my first one--
 That's The Eyre Affair / The Last Waltz / Cold Fire / Sleeping Murder 
(by Jasper Fforde/GGVandagriff/Kate Elliott/ Agatha Christie)

I could also add one more to this--


Is it more chilling to stop with the first or to go on to the evil gloat? "Sing it to her bones."  Shiver.

The other one I really like so far is this--


I confess that I went to the library to check on something and picked up a couple of books just for their titles.  The psychology section is great fun to browse that way.  After I take their pictures, I promise I'll bring them right back.  In fact, I may even read some of them first!  More later.

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  1. Don MeyerJuly 21, 2012 at 9:41 AM

    Hey, that does look like fun! I'll have to try stacking a few of my own, and I'll certainly mention at Bookclub.

    Which reminds me of a little 'game' I play on my own. I'm no believer in horoscopes (horrorscopes?). My game is to take one sentence out of each sign of the zodiac - oh, maybe 3 or 4 - and see what kind of prediction/advice I get. Fascinating!

    Which reminds me of another horoscope story, but that will have to wait for another time.

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