If you could live in....

Kim Harrison's Hollows after the tomato incident.
 
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I know exactly where I want to be.
not now, but eventually. when the time is right.
it's not a place in the geographical sense. but it's my place.

I know my place.
 
Probably Narnia before that bloody lion fucked it up. Winter all year long with no Christmas = bliss.
 
I have yet to read a book where I thought, yay! It would be great to be an Indian woman in that period/place.
 
The problem with living in the time and world of a book is that there's usually some horrible crap going on. You know, so that the protagonist have something to overcome and triump over.

The book I'd actually want to live in would be so boring nobody would write it.
 
From Enough Rope By Parker

Here in my heart I am Helen;
I'm Aspasia and Hero, at least.
I'm Judith, and Jael, and Madame de Staël;
I'm Salomé, moon of the East.

Here in my soul I am Sappho;
Lady Hamilton am I, as well.
In me Récamier vies with Kitty O'Shea,
With Dido, and Eve, and poor Nell.

I'm of the glamorous ladies
At whose beckoning history shook.
But you are a man, and see only my pan,
So I stay at home with a book.
 
I still have to think about it.... But off hand Wilbur Smith's world of Africa in the early 1900's would be fun.

Being a professional hunter and guide
Large Ivory hunts
Diamond and Gold Booms
Stock market creation in Johannesburg.


Opportunities abound......
 
In one of Stormy Glenn's books so I can have my fill of shapeshifting man on man love.
 
I have a hard time sleeping at night. If I do not occupy my mind, then all I do is think about work, what I need to do, what I could do, salaries, meeting, clients....

Inserting myself as a character in a book and playing it out till I fall asleep is about the only thing that works. Weird? Sure....but it works for me and its better than drinking myself to sleep every night.
 
Not in Game of Thrones please.

The man can write, but he is MEAN.

I'll have to go with Tolkein. The Silmarillion. I'd like to be an elf living in Valinor, with Cirdan the Boatwright bringing over the cool people.

I could hang with singing to the trees and the flowers to get them to grow.
 
Post world war Paris?

Smelly French and stinky cheese?

No thanks!

No matter how well H. can paint a picture.
 
Good, I'd be in Paris and you'd be in Middle Earth. That distance between us would be just about right.
 
Well, I've never been to Spain
But I kinda like the music
Say the ladies are insane there
And they sure know how to use it

They don't abuse it
Never gonna lose it
I can't refuse it

Catchy and clever. Prolly not song material but might make a nice bar napkin.
 
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