I'm leaving on Sunday for the US of A. We're going to be there for about three weeks to go to my cousin's wedding and visit some other relatives. It should be interesting, going from the shortest day in New Zealand to the longest day in LA.
My stupid ankle still hasn't healed. It's now more than six weeks since I sprained it and it's still quite swollen and I still can't dance
. The physio says if it's not completely healed by the time we get back she's referring me on to a specialist.
I highly recommend The Realm of Possibility
by David Levithan. It's a set of loosely connected snapshots of twenty high school students' lives, written in free verse poetry and it's just beautiful. It has a huge range of characters: gay, straight, nerdy, sporty, cheerleaders, punks, musicians, Jesus freaks... and they're all likeable and believeable. It also covers a huge range of topics: identity, love, sex, friendship, religion, graffiti, music, school and more. I loved it. Just be warned: you may end up thinking in poetry for a while.
I'd also recommend City of Bones
and City of Ashes
by Cassandra Clare: epic urban fantasy set in New York with a great cast of characters and some messed-up relationships worthy of CLAMP. They have their flaws: the plots sprawl a bit and they would probably benefit from a bit more editing, but I still thoroughly enjoyed them. They can get a bit dark and gruesome at times, but they also have some moments that are downright hilarious. And Rhiannon's getting sick of me talking at her about them so I need someone else to talk at instead.
Oh, and look at this
gorgeous coloured version of my pentagram knot!