Wasn't I supposed to be writing something?

I read Real Women Eat Beef by Tracy McArdle and reviewed it for www.freshfiction.com. It's a coming-of-middle-age story about going back to find yourself after you get divorced. And trying to advertise meat when you don't eat it yourself. It was pretty fun. 350 pages.

I listened to Thyme Out by Katie Fforde. It was narrated by Davina Porter with lovely British accents. I am such an addict when it comes to British fiction on sound recording. Of course, I only discovered Katie Fforde because I was looking for Jasper Fforde, and they (frankly) don't have much in common....12.5 hours. I checked it out.