Post by jennynumbers on Jul 24, 2014 9:00:29 GMT -5
This is how my day started.
I was bent over with my t-shirt/towel on my head and I pushed down into my scalp to absorb some moisture. (Think, 'neck meets spine' pushing.) In doing so, I cracked my neck (many cracks occurred) and felt instant pain. I was actually worried I did something nasty to it. Gingerly I moved it around. So now I can hardly move my neck without pain. Now, it feels like muscle pain, so I'm not too worried I damaged anything.
Then, brushing my teeth I accidentally jarred the toothbrush right into my back gums. We all know how that feels. And of course, I can't stop tonguing it (hey now...)
But- on the plus side, it is Thursday. We are having leftover dinner from Sunday, so no one has to cook or really clean much, I started a new book and if I do say so myself, I'm looking quite cute today. #Silverlining
Post by jennynumbers on Jul 24, 2014 9:11:07 GMT -5
I am reading The Golem and the Jinni. It just OK so far. Kind of weird, with a story line that is all over the place. I know the characters will come together and the author needed to spend a lot of time on each to develop them, but it's just not grabbing me yet. It had a lot of good reviews on Goodreads though, so I gave it a chance.
Here is the description if you are interested.
An immigrant tale that combines elements of Jewish and Arab folk mythology, The Golem and the Jinni tells the story of two supernatural creatures who arrive separately in New York in 1899. One is a golem, created out of clay to be her master’s wife—but he dies at sea, leaving her disoriented and overwhelmed as their ship arrives in New York Harbor. The other is a jinni, a being of fire, trapped for a thousand years in a copper flask before a tinsmith in Manhattan’s Little Syria releases him.
Each unknown to the other, the Golem and the Jinni explore the strange and altogether human city. Chava, as a kind old rabbi names her, is beset by the desires and wishes of others, which she can feel tugging at her. Ahmad, christened by the tinsmith who makes him his apprentice, is aggravated by human dullness. Both must work to create places for themselves in this new world, and develop tentative relationships with the people who surround them.
And then, one cold and windy night, their paths happen to meet.