So over at Goodreads I’m giving away 15 copies of my first book, The Loyalty of Pawns. Free stuff is free stuff, so I encourage you to hop over and enter to win one of those 15 copies regardless of whether you have any interest in my book—or books in general, for that matter. Should you feel a burning need to actually see if The Loyalty of Pawns appeals to you, go here to download anextended sample to Kindle or check out that same extended preview here on my blog.
Did I mention it was free? And that it feels good to win stuff? Go on…I’ll wait.
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So, other Monday ramblings. It’s been a few weeks. One of those Mondays I was incredibly sick. Nothing of any kind of substance got done. I think I tried playing Civilization at some point that Monday, but given the kinds of stupid mistakes my addled brain was making in general, who knows how that game was going. The Monday after—I don’t know, stuff. Last Monday I was hopping about San Francisco because it was a gorgeous day. I highly recommend a day in San Francisco when it is gorgeous—which, for those uninitiated, is really never ever EVER during the summer. Anyway, I was doing a bunch of editing and writing last Monday, but I was constantly in places without internet. In a way that was quite enjoyable. But for obvious reasons that interferes with blogging.
|"The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco." -- probably not Mark Twain|
I marathonned the fourth season of Downton Abbey yesterday. I tend to skip watching it on TV and just wait for the DVD to come out. As that particular soap opera goes, it was still quite solid. Though I found myself a little less enthused than in previous seasons. Maybe it’s the lack of Mary/Matthew melodrama. Maybe it’s that Thomas’s machinations have simply grown stale. It was still a good watch, but I don’t know if I was as riveted as I had been in the past.
At the same time I picked up Downton season 4, I stumbled across the 70th anniversary box set of Casablanca on Bluray at a price too absurd not to get. While this movie isn’t my absolute favorite movie, it’s probably in my top three and it easily is one of the best movies made. The quotes just roll out of Casablanca like an assembly line. It really is amazing that one movie can produce so many.
|I'm shocked, shocked to discover you haven't seen this movie yet.|
My quest to read one book per week in 2014 is just barely on schedule. When I detoured back into history with Lincoln’s Citadel, the pace slowed for a couple weeks. Great read, though. I picked up some nuggets I didn’t already know—which is pretty much my only standard for my history selections. As much as I would love to hit that one book a week milestone, not all books read the same and it seems silly to avoid reading my always growing collection of history to hit some silly personal record that matters not at all. And as for catching up on reviewing books…even short reviews are time consuming, and I am discovering I constantly have less of that than I expect. I’ll see what I can do. I enjoy the exercise of putting my thoughts on a book into words even if it is very casual commentary.
I just started The Yard by Alex Grecian. In a case of judging a book by its cover, my local Barnes & Noble has been pushing this book so hard for so long that I decided I might as well see what the fuss is all about.
That’s enough rambling for today. At least my Monday posts are consistent in their lack of all aesthetic and critical quality. If I can force myself to churn out a couple more entries this week, I do have some thoughts of consequence I’ve been meaning to share about works in progress. Also toying with the idea of an author’s commentary for The Loyalty of Pawns. We’ll see.