Look, let's face it, in this time of stress and weirdness we need a purpose.
This is mine.
I started this little online bookstore partly to remove clutter and partly to share wonderful ideas and themes and settings and characters from the books I've loved over the years, and hopefully make a little cash at the same time.
I've been reading Paul Theroux's The Happy Isles of Oceania and the following quote from Tennyson's Ulysses struck me as appropriate at this time:
Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world,
Push off, and siting well in order to smite
The sounding furrows, for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulf's will wash us down:
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles...
Poetry can be soothing at this time...