Reading Rainbow

Holy Blood Holy Grail was pretty good history until it jumped to its grand conclusion that Mary Magdalene (my grandmother’s name, btw) carried the child of Jesus in her womb and that the Merovingian kings descended from this bloodline. It was all going well, and then there was this big leap into fantasy. Whatever. I knew it would happen, but I thought that there would be a better connection, more proof. There wasn’t. It just went from history to fantasy.

Right now I’m reading Communion by Whitley Strieber and Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children by Ramsey Riggs. I haven’t gotten very far in either. I’m not sure why I often read two books at a time, I just do.


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