What happens next?

When I am done reading The Faerie Queen I am going to read light, fluffy fiction that requires no more than two brain cells to rub together in order to come to a perfect understanding of the work. (Welllll....) For an entire month I am going to do this. I shall have completely irresponsible reading habits and will pick up things on whim and present fancy. Nothing planned. Nothing methodical.

Secretly I long to spend the entire month of December on Prince Edward Island but we'll see about that. I long for it.

But first there's Spenser (which I AM enjoying, btw). Even though it's a poem. As Rachel Lynde would say, "You are never safe from surprises until you are dead!"

Isn't that the truth!