Friday Feels: Normal… For a Change

Almost normal, at least. The funny thing about normality, though, is that it happens so rarely it’s almost wrong to consider it ‘normal’. 

It seems that something’s always happening, doesn’t it? That thing can be good, it can be bad, it can even be completely mediocre, just a little out of the ordinary, but there’s always something. And we find ourselves thinking, “when that’s over, things will get back to normal,” or “once I get over this…” My dad is one of the worst culprits for that. He’s always waiting for something to be over, for things to get back to normal. 

I won’t lie, I kind of like it. I like a hectic lifestyle, one in which it feels like you’re chasing normality. Sometimes it’s hard, yeah, sometimes it’s stressful, but the idea of mediocrity, of a life in which every day is the same, sounds terrifying – and terrifyingly boring. At least, with a hectic lifestyle, stress is juxtaposed with excitment, and there’s glimmers of normality in between. Life is a rollercoaster, after all. Ronan Keating told me. 

Right now, right at this minute, I’m in one of those glimmers. Everything feels normal. In fact, it has done all week, and it’s so unusual that I’m not quite sure what to do with it. There’s a kind of irony to that, isn’t there? ‘Normal’, for me at least, is no longer the norm, even if it does feel normal. 

Still, what do I do with this sudden and, undoubtedly, short-lived normality? So far, bugger all, but do you know what I plan to do? I’m going to dive head-first into my TBR pile. I’m going to run, full pelt, at those beautiful yet unread books that line my walls. And I’m starting with Laini Taylor.

Buy it here. Seriously – go buy it, right away. You won’t be disappointed!

Muse of Nightmares, the follow-up to the wonder that was Strange the Dreamer, has been sat on my shelf for weeks now – since release day, in fact – and I’ve done nothing with it (unless you count stroking it, sniffing it, and generally fawning over it – come on, we’ve all done it). 

So if you’re looking for me, you know where I’ll be – curled up under a big blanket, with a steamy pot of tea.

Well, that’s not quite true. If you’re looking for me, you know where I’ll be – deep inside the Unseen City, visiting some of my favourite friends.

Er… Actually, if you’re looking for me, don’t! This is a ‘do not disturb’ moment if ever there was one! 😉 

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