So what’s the point of Instagram for readers, writers, or anyone else who’s all about the words? I mean, here’s the thing with IG. It’s just photos. I know, shocker, right? I bet you hadn’t realised that! I mean, it’s not like you regularly run across people holding their increasingly mushy ice creams up…
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7 Signs You’re In A Cozy Mystery
As you may or may not know, the current WIP (ahem, two current WIPs, cough cough) is a cosy mystery. Or cozy mystery, as although that’s the American spelling, it seems to be the standard for all these gentle whodunnits, even the ones set in small English villages and featuring tea-drinking dragons. However you spell…
Frisco Pigeon Mambo, or What Did I Just Read?
In which I talk about C.D. Payne’s Frisco Pigeon Mambo, which is so perfectly, wonderfully absurd and silly. And that’s a fine line to tread – there is such a thing as too silly, and too absurd, but this book manages it. There’s just enough gravitas to balance the hijinks, just enough pathos to counter the goofiness….
Weird Things in My Kindle TBR
I’ve had a Kindle (other ereaders are also available, apparently), in one form or another, for at least eight years or so. My original Kindle, in fact, I sent to my dad when I ‘upgraded’ to a Kindle Fire. That Kindle Fire has now become a Spotify machine which crashes regularly, and the Kindle Fire…
Science-y Books for Non-Science-y People
In which I admit that although I own two copies of Cosmos, I haven’t read either, but have read other Carl Sagan books that I don’t own. And I talk about other science-y books that are a good fit for my fairly un-science-y brain, and get a little over-excited by the fact that the universe…
