book: the paris wife
on tuesday I learned a tough lesson.. what was the lesson you may ask? that I should just stick to real books, you know the ones where you physically turn the pages and dog ear if for some reason you don’t have a pen in hand with which to underline.
here is how my revelation came about. on sunday evening, I decided since I have been spending so much time on the bus and walking these days, maybe I should download the audio version of a book. I have been craving to learn more about hemingway and thought the paris wife just might hit the spot. monday went well I made my way into chapter six or so, then on the way to work on tuesday is when everything fell apart. arriving to work I discovered my phone had frozen so I re-booted it only to find that all of my audio files (music +book) had vanished. what was I going to do? I had an evening bus ride (to & from BC) and now had nothing to read, not to mention the fact that I was at a really important point in the book… the story had captured me and though I knew inevitably it would go downhill (affairs + divorce tends to do that) I really wanted to get back to the story. well when you have a book emergency it can help to only work a couple of blocks away from b&n. I speed walked over there after work, picked up a new copy of the paris wife and was on my merry way. I definitely had learned my lesson.
ps- I picked this photo because it is what I picture when I think of Hemingway and Hadley in their teeny tiny apartment in Paris.
image source: noa azoulay - sclater