C is For Crying and Couches
I spent most of the day on the couch. First this morning doing tech geeky assignments like learning html and mastering the art of listening to your own recorded voice without stuffing your ears full of cotton wool (what on earth is cotton wool anyway? I always see that expression in books and wonder…a blend of cotton and wool? Why not just one or the other if you’re only stuffing your ears?) Then tonight after work, reading Saving Francesca. Which is pretty much perfect for what it is. The emotions are believeably complex, the plot is uncluttered, the characters grow & change & say shitty things to each other. Okay, I confess, it had me in tears at the end. In a happy way. Which sounds so, so…not the person I like to pretend I am. But, I am. That person. Who cries over novels aimed at teenagers.
Tomorrow I must move around.
garish & tweed 
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November 15, 2006 at 6:24 am
Lazy Cow
I read Saving Francesca last month. It made me cry too, and the male characters were very well-done. Have you read her first novel “Looking for Alibrandi”? I loved that when I was younger.
November 15, 2006 at 8:24 am
Bronwen
I think cotton wool is like cotton batting – or like what cotton balls are made from.
November 15, 2006 at 12:45 pm
jessmonster
I’ve got Looking for Alibrandi on hold!
And I think you’re right – “Cotton wool consists of silky fibers taken from cotton plants in their raw state. Impurities, such as seeds, are removed and the cotton is then bleached and sterilized. It is also a refined product (absorbent cotton in U.S. usage) which has medical, cosmetic and many other practical uses.” Per Wikipedia.