a bookspine poem with e-books

Day 28 of March Slice of Life Story Challenge

I thought of skipping writing a slice today. The thought crossed my mind when I was reading school's self study standard B7, the lunch time had already passed, I had three more sections to read, I felt I was getting an allergic reaction to all the criteria and evidence and sneezed five times in a row, there was a likelihood of missing my train, and I couldn't see the writing time fitting neither before making dinner nor after the dance lesson in the evening.

What a silly idea to skip writing with only four days left of the March Slice of Life Writing Challenge. I realized this when I had sat down in the train (after a very brisk walk through the old town, the sun and movement making me hot, forcing me to unbutton my coat, so the flapping wings of the coat making me look like a large black bird), calmed my breathing, and took out a small book of vignettes a friend gave to me, looked at the colorful teacup and read the sweet note my other friend gifted to me, still felt the after taste of a halva and sour cream cake a third friend had made for me. Self-study aside the day had had so many great moments - the birthday hugs and wishes, and the fact I had caught the train.

My plan was to create a small book spine poem. The only problem being that I couldn't find enough English books at home.  At least not the ones I could stack up. My Kindle hosts several books. Screen shots and cropping make up the e-book poem making process. This is the best I was able to create between the dinner and a dance lesson. Not perfect but enough for a day when I thought of skipping writing.

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Book covers used for this poem. Most of them I have read earlier. Still Writing and Make Just One Change are from this month. Doesn't our reading shelf tell a story about us too? You can see more of my bookshelf on Goodreads.