(spoilers only by the broadest definition of the word)
So I was on AIM with athenais
A few minutes later, a message window pops back up with this:
athenais: NaNoKateMo!
kate_nepveu: *splurt*
kate_nepveu: and what would it be FOR?[later]
kate_nepveu: National No*** Kate Month.
kate_nepveu: National No Kate Month, in which Kate goes into hibernation.
kate_nepveu: or calls herself Susan.
kate_nepveu: National Northwestern Kate Month, in which Kate visits Seattle for the first itme.
kate_nepveu: umm, . . .
kate_nepveu: OH! National Novel-READING Kate Month!
athenais
And over the last two nights, I read the fifth Dark Tower book, The Wolves of the Calla. I read Song of Susannah tonight (which is some bit shorter, being both a thinner volume and on noticeably thicker paper).
I am so glad that I did not have to wait six months for the conclusion after that. It is a great effort to wait even one night—which is mostly why I'm posting this, to occupy just a little more time before bed. The rest of the reason why is to say how fiercely I love them, Roland and Jake and Eddie and Susannah and Oy (especially Jake at the moment, who has a particularly incandescent moment in this book), and as a result how much I simultaneously long for and dread tomorrow night's reading. I ran headlong into some spoilers, you see, and I expect to be fairly well broken about twenty-four hours from now.
Right now I say it will be worth it. I hope to be able to say the same later.