Look what I did to myself on Monday night:
If you can’t tell, my pinky toe is swollen and purple. Yup. It’s broked. And it hurts like hell. (I didn’t know cutting parsley is a dangerous activity, but apparently it is.) Thankfully, I only fractured it near the top, so I’m not stuck in a walking boot. I do have a nice limp, though. And my running regimen? Snort. At least it’s only for a couple of weeks.
In other news, the August Estella’s Revenge is up. It’s a small issue (it is August, after all!), but, like usual, there’s some good stuff. For more pictures of me (albeit when I was a kid), check out my essay on why I like children’s books. (There’s also my review of Wendy Shalit’s new book. And I really enjoyed Nancy’s interview with Colleen Gleason.)
And don’t forget the Bookworm Carnival’s August deadline is quickly approaching. For more details, check reading is my superpower (she’s hosting, after all).
Try not to break your toe doing it. 🙂