I wrote this comment:

"Reading Octavia Butler's "The evening and the morning and the night" reminds me of wistfully watching episodes of Criminal Minds as I eat, envying the members of the BAU weathering the storms of their work as though they were a family. Wishing I could be offered a job where I was needed, and only I could do the work that needed to be done.

Knowing that I belonged, that I fit. "

back on 26 July, 2013 (which was MEOW Date 7 August, 12013 H.E.) and I no longer recall why I made this comment, but I recall enjoying this book enough to mention it in my journal.

Love, Peace, and Cooperation,
Shira ( )

I wrote this comment:

"Reading Octavia Butler's "The evening and the morning and the night" reminds me of wistfully watching episodes of Criminal Minds as I eat, envying the members of the BAU weathering the storms of their work as though they were a family. Wishing I could be offered a job where I was needed, and only I could do the work that needed to be done.

Knowing that I belonged, that I fit. "

back on 26 July, 2013 (which was MEOW Date 7 August, 12013 H.E.) and I no longer recall why I made this comment, but I recall enjoying this book enough to mention it in my journal.

Love, Peace, and Cooperation,
Shira ( )

"I began the story wondering how much of what we do is encouraged, discouraged, or otherwise guided by what we are genetically," Butler writes. And she does that beautifully, hauntingly in this short piece. I am a big fan. Haven't read her in a while (since The Parable of the Sower and the Parable of the Talents many years ago). This reminds me of why I am a big fan. I'll be exploring more of her early novels (The Patternist series; Lilith's Brood...)

I wrote this comment:

"Reading Octavia Butler's "The evening and the morning and the night" reminds me of wistfully watching episodes of Criminal Minds as I eat, envying the members of the BAU weathering the storms of their work as though they were a family. Wishing I could be offered a job where I was needed, and only I could do the work that needed to be done.

Knowing that I belonged, that I fit. "

back on 26 July, 2013 (which was MEOW Date 7 August, 12013 H.E.) and I no longer recall why I made this comment, but I recall enjoying this book enough to mention it in my journal.

Love, Peace, and Cooperation,
Shira ( )

This is a single story about a young woman, then a young couple, dealing with a horrific congenital disease. ( )