and one go alone

So I finally got everything in that I needed for my Letters of Recommendation today. God above, it's like a mini rough draft grad school app - they need to have a copy of everything. But they're in, so that's one less thing to think about.

The Boy and I started reading "The Dark is Rising" out loud last night. He missed it as a child, and I think that sometimes kidlit can be easier to deal with as a grown-up person if it's read aloud to you. It's too easy to skitter over the surface of them, and lose their very unique pace, otherwise. I love Susan Cooper so much, y'all. I can't even. It's almost perfectly nonviolent. Does anyone ever kill anyone else with a sword? For all the excitement over Eirias, it's a symbol rather than a weapon. And I love that beyond all reason.

I'm taking my English Subject GREs tomorrow morning. I'm not too nervous, even though it's been over a year since I've taken a test. I do enjoy being an English major. And then maybe I'll be able to relax for a while. It would be nice; I've been burning the candle at both ends, so to speak.