I'm reading "The Poet" by Michael Connelly. It's a long book--well, relatively long--but I'm enjoying it; It has an interesting mix of first and third person writing that really works! And my husband enjoyed the story--a genuine mystery with complicated thrills--which is why I'm reading it.
My husband's visiting family and carrying books to while away hours of traveling. Would he take a kindle if we had one? I'm not sure. There's something safe about dog-eared books; cheap to replace; forgiving when you spill the airplane coffee on them; and they don't mind being dropped while you frantically search through your bag. Besides, if his Dad likes something my husband's reading, it can always get left behind.
What will I read next? I have a couple of ebooks on the computer waiting for reviews, so probably them. Though I'd rather curl up on a sofa--those aching legs and arms and neck after that fall.
And what will I write next? I'm editing Black Widow Blue, hoping and dreaming she might see light of day sometime. Meanwhile I'm trying to create a whole new website for my Refracted Muse. And I'm enjoying playing with Blogger in draft.
Then there's that dear friend who suggested I ought to try a virtual book tour. Now there's a thought... I even have a few uncorrected ARCs of Refracted that I could offer as incentive or awards. (Only one major typo, and it looks really cool just like a real eBook.)