I got back yesterday from my second trip to London. I had a great time and had the chance to see a few sights I missed on my first trip. I admit I felt a lot like Cora from Downton Abbey–“I’m an American. I don’t share your English hatred of comfort.” I mean, seriously, air conditioning isn’t a new invention, and ice isn’t even an invention. It exists in nature (though some polar bears might argue that fact). Still, I love London and I’m glad I had the chance to look around again as I begin writing my new novel, which just happens to be set there. While I’m recovering from jet lag, I thought I’d repost this blog from last year about my first trip to the UK. Enjoy.
“I don’t want to change anything, because I don’t know how to deal with change. I’m used to the way I am.”
From Paulo Coelho’s The Alchemist
How often does a book change your life? I’m not talking about books you love so much you read them again and again. I’m not even talking about books that prompt you to think differently. I’m talking about books that cause you to do something, to take action. Just because I’ve loved a book doesn’t mean I make any changes in my day-to-day life after reading it. When I’m reading the book I’m engrossed in it, but then I close the covers and go back to my life, doing the same thing at the same time most days of the week, most weeks of the year.
About a year ago I read The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho when it was one of the…
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