monday blah

Busy weekend spent mostly outdoors, taking in a little of the Philly Fringe festival, hanging out with the Badgers and breadandroses, and thinking about some autumn resolutions. (Results: mixed.)

On Sunday I read Folly by Laurie R. King, which I think had languished unread so long only because of some title dyslexia which had me conflating Folly with, at different times, A Darker Place or To Play The Fool. (I must reread the Kate Martinelli books soon. I've given away and replaced copies of A Grave Talent so many times that I can't be sure if I own it at the moment or not.)

Folly is really excellent. It stirred up all sorts of thoughts about mental health and psychiatry, but as it's a novel and not an after-school special, such concerns are really tangential, since it's the story of a woman who suffers from recurrent major depression, rather than Portrait Of Depression - A Public Service Annoucement.