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I do apologize if I’ve gotten that song stuck in your head, but really, it summed up the last week or two nicely. In summer family comes to town…in summer we go to visit family, which involves packing and preparations and general distractions…in summer we have birthdays, and holidays…in summer we have ALL THE THINGS. Which is, of course, why I disappeared for–well, however long it’s been since my last post. I missed a post or two because I had family IN town and I was simultaneously preparing to go OUT of town, and then, of course, I was out of town. We drove back from Idaho on Monday, which was my son’s birthday, but stopped to celebrate with the other side of the family and spent the night and the day of the 4th there before coming home.
We’re tired.
BUT–my sweet, stubborn boy is 5, and the kids got to bed on time tonight. Life is good!
Now. Before I left for Idaho–my parents and my siblings and their families are all up there now–I decided to forget trying to finish the book I was actively reading and focus on SHORT books, since vacation makes for distracted reading time. The good news is that I’ve managed to finish three of the books I brought, and I’m more than halfway through the fourth (sure, three of the four are graphic novels, but I take what I can get!). My first triumph was The Stratford Zoo Midnight Revue Presents Romeo and Juliet, which was every bit as well done as TSZMRP Macbeth (we’re going with that abbreviation henceforth, by the way; typing the full name out is exhausting!).* I did wonder about the casting at first–a rooster and a bear? really?–but it made sense by the end of the book. Once again, the creators managed to keep the essence of a Shakespearean tragedy while marrying it to a comedic graphic novel, which is an impressive feat. The difficulty may explain why only two of these have been written, but I’m holding out a forlorn hope for more. We’ll see what happens!
*In all fairness, I have to admit that I didn’t like this one quite as much as Macbeth–but that reflects my feelings about the actual plays rather than any flaw in the book. Who doesn’t like the Scottish play better?