Finished Kadrey's BUTCHER BIRD today. It's about damn time. Only took me a few years. Or something like that.
Started reading in back when it was still entitled BLIND SHRIEK in CC (creative commons) form only. It felt good to finally finish it.
Finished THE COMPASS ROSE stories too. BUTCHER BIRD is better.
Just picked up ACCELERANDO by Charles Stross and THE RAW SHARK TEXTS by Steven Hall, and started to read the latter.
I keep buying more and more books, and I hope I never finish all the books I own. Though it seems like a nice goal, to have read everything I own, I feel like if I ever reached that point, then I'd have nothing left to read.
I remember talking to Adam Lawrence a while ago, we started to talk about books. He told me that whenever he went on vacation, he'd bring three, or even four books, just in case he managed to finish his current read as well as his back-up.
I feel like that need for material is something that not that many people understand.
Right now, my main read is GOLD by Asimov (currently taking up space in my jacket pocket)
The new ebook-thing on the slate is GREY by Jon Armstrong. Gonna start that at work sometime tomorrow. (Got another one sitting on the desk top there, but I can't remember what it is.)
For some reason, I haven't been writing. I mean here, elsewhere, at all, really. Since I'm not doing much writing on the job (been mostly revisions for the last few weeks), maybe that's effecting it? Not sure.
Finally got to discuss love in writing (my writing, anyway), and maybe I'll type it up and post it here.
We'll see.
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"Finally got to discuss love in writing (my writing, anyway), and maybe I'll type it up and post it here."
Do it.
Love in writing? Cuando? Now you must post so that I may read!
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