Where In The World Are You? July/August 2020

Have some fun writing a creative sentence, working in the title and geographic setting of your current read.

Example: It was a bit shocking when a friend said to me, Maybe You Should Talk To Someone, so I am off to Los Angeles to do just that!

How It All Began in July was mostly within the UK but I'm now visiting Emma and as we know "The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there."

I'm in Sweden with A Man Called Ove.

The Listener is waving silently from Finland to her neighbour PaperbackPirate.

(waving back)

I can see you both from the North of Norway where The Bell in the Lake rings her loud silver noise.

I'm in the general area too, and can't believe the Wretchedness in urban Sweden.

I bowed to the trend and curtseyed to a queen with her cold-shiver-oil : þorskalýsi in Iceland.

As of tomorrow, I'll be chasing A Cast of Vultures in London, England.

After spending some time in Melbourne,Australia Under the Cold Bright Lights, I am departing for India (and apparently some other locations) for a few Small Days and Nights.

I've flown to Georgia, where I'm enjoying Schizo Poems : შიზოგადოება but reading vertically to leave room for swallows' nests.

I'm not sure how I ended up in Antwerp with "The International Society for the Official Doppelgängers of Maarten Inghels" but they seem to be unhealthily obsessed with a dead body so I've snuck away to Italy to meet some refugees "Before words become hot wax".

(Two poetry chapbooks not added to LT so, although I'm not supposed to add the author here, the second is by Franca Mancinelli.)

Travelling to Guyana and England with my Passport to Here and There.

learning about the very first (hence the no. 1) ladies' detective agency in all of botswana.

All I was doing was wandering through Surrey when a voice behind me yelled, "I Found You!"

Well, I'm seriously disappointed. I planned on seeing the mighty Niagara, only to arrive on The Day the Falls Stood Still.

So instead I headed over to southern England to try to convince my friend, The Winter King, that Guinevere was not the girl for him.
...that didn't work out well either.

I just left London after catching A Cast of Vultures and now I'm off to tour the various fronts of WWII to learn about When Books Went to War.

I'm in Japan to visit All My Darling Daughters.

I'm in the Dirty Dust of a Connemara graveyard, realizing that there's no moving away from your neighbors... you're stuck with them forever so be prepared to hear their gossip and chatter for the rest of your death.

i'm visiting south africa, where tsotsi are making the streets awfully dangerous. (at least at the beginning of the book.)

>19 jveezer: Best one I have heard in a long time. Never thought of it.

I'm in London, at a funeral, witnessing The Laying on of Hands and laughing.

I hear that if one remains very still in Vietnam, one may hear The Mountains Sing.

I wasn't able to prevent The Fall of the Roman Empire so now I'm off to Japan to try my hand at being a Convenience Store Woman.

I'm still in the UK but I've gone west from London and am now On Silbury Hill.

I'm hoping Love Saves the Day while I'm in New York.

Having escaped The Seventh Cross in Germany, I am now aboard The White Steamship in Kyrgyzstan.

Back in rural England, I'm searching the undergrowth for a lost Eternity Ring.

I am off to Sweden to see the lovelies who live in The Golden Cage.

I'm in San Marino, watching an old man on The Tram Journey. Then waiting for He, I Say, He to arrive in A Flash of Black Light.

I'm in a place that resembles Brooklyn, New York with Vassa in the Night.

I'm in Višegrad in the former Yugoslavia to find out How the Soldier Repairs the Gramophone but I have a bad feeling that all hell is about to break loose.

Heading to England hoping for a thrilling adventure despite being A Connecticut Yankee In King Arthur's Court.

I'm in Malaga in Spain watching The Butterflies of the Province.

I'm travelling through time and space with Extra(ordinary) People.

i'm down south with some folks in florida, where, presumably, their eyes were watching god.

Having visited Albania to meet a Sworn Virgin, I'm now in the US to hear the Confessions of a Failed Southern Lady.

I'm learning The Rules of Magic in Greenwich Village, New York.

In co. Kerry the Ierse nachten (Irish Nights) are black as night when in the 19th century the farmers try to survive the imposed high lease sums. I only can watch how the fate develops, despite the villagers do what they can to avert their total downfall.

I've been riding around historical Arabia with a formidable woman warrior called Commander Dhat al-Himma.

(Sorry, no touchstone but here's the wikipedia page:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Delhemma )

In Egypt with Amelia Peabody Emerson trying to solve another mystery in The Mummy Case.

In Korea, checking up on Kim Jiyoung, Born 1982.

I'm in England, learning A Secret History of Witches.

While in Kolkata, I learned that This could have become Ramayan Chamar's tale anywhere in India.

I'm in England for A Season of Mists but I think I might be wasting my time.

I'm in Northern China, near the Russian border, gazing at The Last Quarter of the Moon.

I am in Lake Eden, Minnesota waiting to see which murder mystery Hannah will investigate in Christmas Cake Murder by Joanne Fluke

I'm hiding out in a saloon on the Bowery in New York where She Done Him Wrong.

I'm in Ethiopia in 1935, in the days preceding the second Italo-Ethiopian War, awaiting instructions from The Shadow King.

I've moved from England to the island of Mallorca to the mountains of Andorra but I'll soon be steaming back to England on the Crewe Train.

I'm in an old office building in Tokyo, hoping the Territory of Light can help guide the way through loss and longing.

I'm in the Yucatan Peninsula searching for a Hothouse Flower and the Nine Plants of Desire.

I left England abruptly, having quickly become disenchanted with A Secret History of Witches, and now find myself in Long Island City circa 2002, cooking through Mastering the Art of French Cooking with Julie & Julia.

Going on A Journey to the Center of the Earth in Iceland and learning a lot about geology.

The Ocean at the End of the Lane turned out to be mostly just a bucket of water so I think I will leave rural England for a bit.

I'm in 1960s British Guiana under the Whole of a Morning Sky at the dawn of a new country to be known as Guyana.

After an unsatisfactory detour to see a Blueprint at the Bauhaus in Weimar Germany, I'm back in England visiting several women at Dangerous Ages.

I'm looking into Iep jāltok, an open basket facing towards me, in the Marshall Islands.

It was so hot in the north of England when we built the Ghost Wall that I went off to Russia looking for cooler temperatures and now I'm starving in the snows of winter because it's 1812: Napoleon in Moscow.

I'm having a driving lesson in Copenhagen, in Denmark, where I'm being told to remember Mirror, Shoulder, Signal.

I'm enjoying the sweet and uncanny philosophical and life lessons of simple Port William barber Jayber Crow, my literary avatar.

I'm in New York visiting The Constant Sinner.

I'm in London admiring The Mermaid and Mrs. Hancock.

I am stalled with my shipmates in a netherworld of Arctic ice on what had been The Voyage of the Narwhal.

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I hope to avoid any wrestling matches in New Jersey, but if need be, I will Takedown Twenty.

I'm back in the sweltering summer of northern England as I seek An Advancement of Learning in a small college near a beach.

I was in Bath with my dear friend Isabella Thorpe but am now travelling into Gloucestershire with Catherine Morland and Miss Tilney to stay at Northanger Abbey.

near salisbury, in england, underground beneath the memory wood forest, trapped.

Made a short stop at Mount Everest where Beck Weathers was Left for Dead.

In Los Angeles, repeatedly revisiting the Crime Scene.

I was in England and Kazakhstan.

Then I visited Georgia to sing Schizo-National Anthems.

Now, having stayed In a German Pension, I'm remaining in Germany under Pointed Roofs.

New thread:

https://www.librarything.com/topic/323996