Showing posts with label Benedict Jacka. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Benedict Jacka. Show all posts

July 19, 2013

And the postie delivers

Just a quick post today.  First time I've touched the laptop in nearly 2 weeks - I'm so bored - but my postie made my day by delivering the last of the books that I ordered.  Twice this week he's actually knocked on my door with the parcels!  Great service this week apparently...


So, tonight I will be diving into Fated by Benedict Jacka, followed by This Case is Gonna Kill Me by Phillipa Bornikova.  There is something about starting a journey with an author whose style you are unfamiliar with that is quite exciting.  However, I do have one reservation.  I hope that Fated isn't too much like the Dresden books.  That would be such a let down.

In the mean time, I'll finish watching MirrorMask - so delightfully twisted ;-D - and snuggle up with a hot water bottle (it's a miserable grey old day) and a hot cup of tea.

Happy reading this week!

July 7, 2013

June in Review

I hope your June was better than mine.  My right wrist has been aching for about 4 weeks now, so after one particularly painful episode, I made an appointment with the doctor.  It turns out that I have tendinitis in said wrist/forearm and to keep it strapped up and immobile for God knows how long.   As you could guess, this has severely limited my daily life, and has made typing on the laptop painful.  Therefore, I'll keep this short.

The last meeting of the book club went well.  Turns out we loved Etiquette & Espionage by Gail Carriger - yeah! - however, The Goddess Test didn't get quite the same reaction (reviews to be posted later).  Then came the hard task of trying to select next month's reading material.  Turns out that there was one item on everyone's list...

So in the end, the reading list for July is:
Fated - Benedict Jacka
Tempest Rising - Nicole Peeler, and
The Reluctant Reaper - Gina X. Grant

In the mean time, I have to figure out how to keep myself sane now that the laptop is out of bounds, and holding onto a book for hours is painful.  This dilemma has given me the kick in the butt to delve into my stash of material kept hidden in the linen cupboard.  Now, surrounded by piles of beautiful fabric, I find myself mentally sorting through it all, designing quilts to make for family and friends.  I don't think I'm up for the sewing yet - I'm right handed! - but that hasn't stopped me from buying more material lately, so I think this winter I might ditch the knitting and crochet (too hard on the wrist), and think about some sewing instead...?

Happy reading!