Yes, I’m boring. I hate trying to think of titles for posts. The girl is off visiting, having left yesterday afternoon. Her cat is frantic. He is very much attached to HER, not US. So whenever she leaves the house,…
The Geek Who Understands You
Yes, I’m boring. I hate trying to think of titles for posts. The girl is off visiting, having left yesterday afternoon. Her cat is frantic. He is very much attached to HER, not US. So whenever she leaves the house,…
The review is more detailed than what I posted here. TCM is pretty cool if you’re willing to read new books by unproven authors and review them. Hope, you’d probably do really well with it–lots of them are eBooks, which…
There was something specific I was going to post. I know it. I remember thinking, “Oh, yeah, I want to blog about that!” But I didn’t do it immediately and now, of course, it’s gone, gone, gone. Blah. So, instead,…
Wow. That was a good book. It was a little hard for me to get into at the beginning. This excerpt is from the first chapter, and if you don’t feel as–jangled?–as I did, perhaps it’s just me. But I…
That’s a relief. I was getting quite worried. She spent most of the weekend sleeping or looking like a zombie, eating only what Sam could coax into her, and using heating pads. I’m starting to think that we should accept…
Hotter Than Hell, the latest “Hell” anthology is edited and has an introduction by Kim Harrison. I don’t know if the sexier trend is her choice, a response to market demands, or something else again. The anthology is thicker than…
I started reading Hotter Than Hell this morning, a follow-up anthology to Holidays Are Hell and Dates From Hell. Whoa–they just went way past paranormal romance to paranormal erotica. This is not a book to read when someone (especially an…
Registration closes tomorrow, so I have to decide before the end of the day whether or not I’m taking classes for the summer semester or not. Bah. I want a break, but if I’m not in school my student loans…
I remember reading a book—no, a series—in the early 90s or so. The clearest memory I have is that there was some sort of drug that made anyone who took it “perfect”—healthy, beautiful, athletic, etc. It was also addictive after…
Totally unrelated to anything else: Squee! (Thanks, AMQ!) For some odd reason, I got this weird notion about tracking down as many of the books I’ve read as possible. No, I don’t know why.
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