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Whatever she does, Lisbeth Salander never seems to run out of power! I read "The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest" by the late Stieg Larsson recently. The paperback edition had over 800 pages. I don't know how many times I read about one or another character getting out of bed, putting on the inevitable jeans, white tee shirt and dark jacket, making "a coffee" and breakfast of bread, cheese and maybe fruit, etc. before going off into the world to accomplish the impossible. Lisbeth is helpless in a hospital bed for much of the novel, after being shot and buried alive by her evil relatives in the last novel "....Played with Fire"; still, once she gets going, with the help of a few true friends, she practically defies gravity; walls, locks, jail cells, the public perception of her guilt, other people's passwords, nothing stops her. She appeals to the small, frail, perhaps beaten and abused, little person in many if not all of us who are basically trying to do the best with what is at hand; hoping to somehow prevail aginst forces seeming to be strong and organized against us....or is it just that the pages melt away as we ride our trains or buses to and from our jobs each day, absorbing the danger and excitement we wouldn't dare step out to find? I wonder how many people have visited Stockholm or Gibralter to catch a hint of the magic of these novels? It's a real shame that Larsson died before the classic thriller manuscripts were discovered.
However, I did take a few evocative, misty photos of some bison and early September snow at the Park.
The Pacific waves were strong that day, the sound of water smashing and crashing, mixed with the fizzy noise of a trillion tiny bubbles bu...
Halloween photo is not mine; borrowed from Facebook post of neighbor's daughter! Starting to read more non-fiction, I happened on a...
Our niece found every other animal there to love---besides horses. She inquired if the cat could be adopted.... the puppy was a favo...