Thursday, October 31, 2019
Wednesday, October 30, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
Christmas is Yule with religion, and the West
Saxons managed to spoil the midwinter feast with chanting monks, droning
priests, and savagely long sermons. Yule
is supposed to be a celebration and a consolation, a moment of warm brightness
in the heart of winter, a time to eat because you know that the lean times are
coming when food will be scarce and ice locks the land, and a time to be happy
and get drunk and behave irresponsibly and wake up the next morning wondering
if you will ever feel well again, but the West Saxons handed the feast to the priests
who made it as joyous as a funeral.
(from The Last
Kingdom by Bernard Cornwell)
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Tuesday, October 29, 2019
Ignatius J. Reilly
We are committed to posting any comic strip that has a Halloween theme and a reference to "A Confederacy of Dunces".
Monday, October 28, 2019
Indie Author Blues
A couple of weeks ago, on a lark, I monitored Amazon's e-books "new releases" volume over a four-day period. On average, there are 1700 new e-book offerings on Amazon EVERY day.
Those are incredible odds. Read a book by an indie author today!
Sunday, October 27, 2019
Saturday, October 26, 2019
Friday, October 25, 2019
Thursday, October 24, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
Helen
was never nervous around boys. One of
the advantages of her condition was that she knew where she stood from the
beginning. She liked to think of her
figure as curvaceous. Like Marilyn
Monroe’s. Except gentlemen preferred
blondes, not brown fur with white speckles.
She had yet to find a pair of heels that fit her hooves. Troy was tall, with wide shoulders. She was taller, with shoulders a smidge
wider. And then there was the whole
cow-head thing.
(from Epic Road
Quest by A. Lee Martinez)
9*/10. The complete review is here.
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Wednesday, October 23, 2019
Tuesday, October 22, 2019
Prison Surprise
For those of you who are not desert rats, this picture has not been photoshopped. The sign is on the I-17 freeway, just a couple miles north of Phoenix, going to/from Flagstaff.
Monday, October 21, 2019
Sunday, October 20, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
“Zedd, I’ve never seen this before.
Where have you kept it?”
Zedd smiled proudly. “In the
cabinet, in the house.”
Richard eyed him skeptically.
“There’s nothing in the cabinet but dishes and pans and your powders.”
“Not that cabinet,” he said, lowering his voice as if to thwart anyone
who might be listening, “in my wizard’s cabinet.”
Richard straightened with a frown.
“I’ve never seen any other cabinet.”
“Bags, Richard! You’re not
supposed to see it! It’s a wizard’s
cabinet; it’s invisible!”
(from Wizard’s
First Rule by Terry Goodkind)
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Saturday, October 19, 2019
Friday, October 18, 2019
Thursday, October 17, 2019
Wednesday, October 16, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
There
was a bridge at Andau, and if a Hungarian could reach that bridge, he was
nearly free.
It
wasn’t much, as bridges go: not wide enough for a car nor sturdy enough to bear
a motorcycle. It was a footbridge made
of rickety boards with a handrailing which little children could not quite
reach.
It
wasn’t actually in Andau, nor even near it, yet it was known throughout Hungary
as “the bridge of Andau,” and many thousands of refugees, coming from all parts
of Hungary, headed for it. Fleeing the
Russians, with only a paper bag, or with nothing, they headed for this
insignificant bridge and for freedom.
(from The Bridge
at Andau by James A. Michener)
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Tuesday, October 15, 2019
Monday, October 14, 2019
Sunday, October 13, 2019
Saturday, October 12, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
It
was a good day to be indoors, cleaning out closets, making hot chocolate,
organizing a fresh start for winter. And
it was a good day to be outdoors, scuffing through the few remaining leaves,
feeling flushed from the cold air. It
was my favorite time of the year. And if
it wasn’t for the fact that people were dying left and right, and I couldn’t
find Uncle Fred, and someone wanted to kill me, and Ramirez wanted to send me
to Jesus – it would be a very good
day.
(from High Five by Janet Evanovich)
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Friday, October 11, 2019
Thursday, October 10, 2019
Wednesday, October 09, 2019
Polyglot
I guess that makes me trilingual. To be fair, I have taken classes in all three of those languages. Plus three years of French and two years of Mandarin Chinese. Also two years of Latin in junior/senior high, but let's not discuss my grades in those classes.
Tuesday, October 08, 2019
Past Lives
True story. I went to a "Past Lives" workshop once, at the local/annual Scottsdale Psychic Fair. It was an interesting experience, but what I found fascinating was that we had not one, but two people in the audience who had once been Cleopatra. Trying to figure out how that was possible was mind-boggling.
Monday, October 07, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
People
wandered through the streets in a kind of utopian uncertainty, knowing that
everything was different but unsure in what sort of place they lived now. Adults were talking and children playing
games. “I’m minded to be careful,” I
heard one man say, and I could have laughed in his face. Minded are you? I could have said. Minded how?
What will you do? How will you be
careful?
We’d always lived in a ghetto, in a city that didn’t belong to us but to
beings far more powerful and strange.
We’d lived among gods – little tiny gods but gods compared to us,
considering what was at their disposal and our disposal – and ignored the
fact. Now they’d changed, and we had no
way to understand that.
(from Embassytown by
China MiƩville)
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Sunday, October 06, 2019
Saturday, October 05, 2019
Trippin' Saturday
To test this claim, put your fingers over everything but the top of any given ball. It does seem like they're all brown.
Friday, October 04, 2019
Thursday, October 03, 2019
Wednesday, October 02, 2019
Tuesday, October 01, 2019
Book Excerpt for the Day
Forgive us if we work so hard
And the muscles bunch clumsy on us
And we never know why we work so hard -
If the big houses with little families
And the little houses with big families
Sneer at each other’s bars of
misunderstanding.
(pg. 11, from
“The Windy City”)
(from Slabs of the
Sunburnt West by Carl Sandburg)
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