{"id":85177,"date":"2014-06-14T18:33:17","date_gmt":"2014-06-14T22:33:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=85177"},"modified":"2014-06-14T19:50:17","modified_gmt":"2014-06-14T23:50:17","slug":"my-version-of-beach-read","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=85177","title":{"rendered":"My Version of “Beach Read”"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nSuper-relaxing.<\/p>\n

YIKES. These maps STRESS ME OUT. The converging arrows! There are so many maps in this book (Catastrophe 1914: Europe Goes to War<\/a>\"\"<\/i>). <\/p>\n

Even scarier, I understand them.<\/p>\n

No, but seriously. I can’t put it down. I wrote on Facebook: <\/p>\n

“I’m reading a book that breaks down every battle in 1914 in WWI in exhaustive detail. Who did what, whose flank was exposed, which regiment hid in the bushes, the horses, the messengers, the telephone lines, the movement through Belgium, the tactical strategies, the frantic disorganized withdrawals. I’m 300 pages into the book and we’re only in August 1914, so that’s the level of detail. I’m at the point where I feel like I could successfully command an Army. I fell asleep last night with the book open beside me, showing the collision of France\/Britain\/Germany in the battle in Mons. I felt like I knew every canal and every bridge and was thinking scornfully to myself, ‘Y’all might want to destroy <\/em>those bridges, not just guard them\u2026. I don’t know. Just an idea.’ I try to live up to my nickname Special Ops. But I woke up this morning and the first thing I saw was some scary war-map from 1914. I need a vacation.”<\/p>\n

My nerd-goal is to complete the book by June 28, 2014, the 100-year anniversary of the assassination MacGuffin that started it all. <\/p>\n

Here’s the book. <\/p>\n