Sure, I could read on the treadmill, but it’s soooo nice to walk outside. I’ll save the treadmill for inclement weather. And winter. Brrr…
Don’t bother recommending audio books. I can’t stand being read to. My mind wanders too much that way. Hubby loves ’em, though. He may end up reading more than me this year.
Okay, maybe not. We do have two cruises scheduled this year (Hubby found one in December to make up for the one we had to cancel). I could easily catch up and pass him. Bwahahahaha!
And if I ever finish these revisions, I may take a week off and just read!
Anyway, I should have at least one book to report next Wednesday. I may cheat and read a novella next. Of course, is it really cheating when I have a couple of books in my TBR pile that are over 700 pages each? It all evens out, right?
Last night Hubby and I went to see The Monkees in concert. Yeah, it was only Mickey and Peter, but it was enough for me. Took me down memory lane. It helped they showed clips of the old show, too.
We did see The Monkees in concert twice before. Once in
New Jersey (I believe it was their 20th reunion—Mike
didn’t join them) and once in
(all 4 were there then—what a treat!). Columbus
I think they were the first group I truly loved and it was all because of the television series. Yeah, the Beatles were big, and I liked them, but I didn’t SEE them every week. I didn’t connect with them like I did with Mickey, Davy, Mike, and Peter. Who cared if it was fiction? Certainly not this child!
I own most (if not all) their albums (original, in vinyl—they’re in the basement somewhere). Last year I was given the DVD series and I can’t wait to watch it (we will subject our son to it as soon as we’re finished with Batman).
Anyway, I had a nice time last night. But man, are they getting old. Oh wait. So am I.
Not as old as they are, though. Hee hee.
While at RAGT, I had a reader ask me about my books. When I told her my newest was out now, she looked flabbergasted. “How did I not know that?” she asked.
True—I haven’t really advertised. But I did send out a newsletter. And I blogged about it as well as mentioned it on Facebook. And anyone who follows me on Amazon or Goodreads was notified (or so I’m lead to believe).
Makes me wonder how much of a reader of mine could she have been. Maybe she mistook me for someone else. That’s highly possible.
But if she didn’t, wouldn’t it make sense that she would follow me some place? How about you? When do you know your favorite author has a new book out? I usually find out from SOMEONE!