May your weekend be sprinkled with jellybeans and chocolate bunnies. Because Meg knows all her readers are just the sweetest peeps ever, and she’s not talking marshmallow peeps.
Have a great weekend!
by meg on April 6, 2012
"The Goldfinch is a book about art in all its forms, and right from the start we remember why we enjoy Donna Tartt so much: the humming plot and elegant prose; the living, breathing characters; the perfectly captured settings....Joy and sorrow exist in the same breath, and by the end The Goldfinch hangs in our stolen heart." Vanity Fair
At 800 pages, the book is a time, as well as an emotional investment. Meg lamented that she no longer has the characters to look forward to at the end of each day. I can only hope Donna Tartt does not wait another 10 years to write a masterpiece.
It’s the story of how George Clooney would rather float away in space and die than spend any more time with a woman his own age. — Tina Fey at the Golden Globes, talking about the movie “Gravity”.
What happens in the lounge, stays in the lounge.