Recently I finished reading The Tenth Circle by Jodi Picoult. It was quite good, but somehow it was easier to guess what could have happened. Not the best of her works, I guess... or could I have read too many of them? (I've shared a passage from one of her books before too)
This book is set in winter, with a character who grew up in Alaska, where the native people are called the Yupiit and speak the Yup'ik language. In this page of the book, he is thinking about winter.
This week's theme of winter came just as I was finishing up this book. After some thought about what I could take a photo of (thoughts that came to mind were winter decorations, my Eskimo bear, or my winter gloves or scarf), I decided to snap something more recent. After all, who knows if a similar theme might come up next winter and I might be forced to use those "stagnant" ideas?
This book is set in winter, with a character who grew up in Alaska, where the native people are called the Yupiit and speak the Yup'ik language. In this page of the book, he is thinking about winter.
This week's theme of winter came just as I was finishing up this book. After some thought about what I could take a photo of (thoughts that came to mind were winter decorations, my Eskimo bear, or my winter gloves or scarf), I decided to snap something more recent. After all, who knows if a similar theme might come up next winter and I might be forced to use those "stagnant" ideas?
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