I’m writing this on Sunday evening after a nice weekend. Fun, but tiring.
I spent Sunday afternoon reading through a book called Space Opera. It is Eurovision in space, where the stakes are high and Earth’s hopes for their first (and possibly last!) entry rest on a couple of misfits.
Utter ridiculousness ensues, with the small semblance of plot finding time to make broad geopolitical commentary amidst heady descriptions and a dizzying pace.
I expected a light-hearted romp featuring a starry-eyed main star and got a tragicomedy drama with a bunch of cynics. Also, unexpectedly, quite a lot of feels.
Hoping that this week’s literature search for the project is a bit easier than last week’s.
I’m halfway through my second-last uni subject! Wow!