It was a new day yesterday, but it’s an old day now.
It’s a new day and another scary cabinet pick for Trump. It’s going to be interesting to see if Senate republicans give him a hard time or not. Some, like McCain and Rubio have already spoken out a bit. Could Trump have picked anyone more friendly with Russia than this guy?
Anyway, I finished Station Eleven last night. I didn’t love it but it was a quick read and fairly entertaining at times. There just wasn’t enough detail for me and not nearly enough of the “grit” that should accompany a story like this. It was really much more about memory and history than it was a post-apocalyptic survival story.
Next on my reading list is The Black Echo, by Michael Connelly.
This is another fun genre, Noir crime and specifically, LA Noir. Unfortunately, I’m on the waiting list for this library download. I may have to break down and buy it tonight. We’ll see. In the meantime, if you’re reading this and feel like making a book recommendation, please comment. What I’m looking for, in case it’s not clear, is escapist fiction. What I have zero interest in reading is anything in the non-fiction realm, anything that comes remotely close to being on Oprah’s book list, anything with a moral point to it, etc. You get what I’m saying. I’m not interested in anything serious. I only read at this point to escape. I’ll take on good to great fantasy novels, crime fiction, Stephen King type stuff, etc.