In 2010 - Just before Rabbi Jesus' birthday - my husband suddenly got up and left me and our children, taking my job with him.
I cried tears of real pain.
For about a week.
Then I climbed the Glastonbury tor in the rain and wind, my ears plugged to an MP3 player screaming Korean Pop music. And standing there full of angst, woe and self-pitty I made two vows:
1) I SHALL WATCH 100 KOREAN DRAMAS!
2) I SHALL READ 1001 MILLS & BOON BOOKS!
This blog is the result.
This is the story of ALMOST ME.
A Mary Sue of half truths, exaggerations and instances of walking into walls. My determination to read more trashy romance novels than might be healthy and watch more Korean Dramas than the law permit has skewed my sense of reality. But it certainly taught me to take pleasure in the simple things life has to offer.
I might on occasion suffer bursts of Takarazuka and Yaoi. Forgive a Cross Dressing Jew. She lives in a Korean Drama and the unexpected happen when ... well... you least expect it...