A new book is out that I would like to read very much: The Book of Lost Things, by John Connolly. The covor alone is thrilling. It's amazing how much latent memory we can associate with certain things. I saw book somewhere of Grimm's fairy tales that had paper-cut scenes illustrating particular fairy tales, that struck me, apparently deep inside, since the cover of this new book has compelled me to read it. Another latent memory: when Jon and I first started dating, he always wore a wristwatch, a practice that fell off the longer we got to know each other. Then the other day, he put it on and when I saw it on him, I was immediately broadsided with memories of our first months together.