Okay-- I freely admit that I probably paid for Amazon.com's free upgrade, and the depressing thing is, it feels like I never actually have time to actually READ the things I buy. But, one trip to the john after another, I have wrapped up a few titles here, which I'll share. But I warn you--I read trash. I mean, I read literature at work, and I enjoy my job, but I hate it that reading--what I love--is a job, and so, being perverse and passive aggressive, I rebel by reading...
What I write. I love reading the same dreck I love writing. Sue me. I've said it before--if it makes us respond to the human condition in some way, it's literature. I just like my literature unashamed of it's humanity, that's all. So here, in a nutshell, is the list of what I've been reading...there's probably some blanks there--I forget, uhm, everything if it's not sealed in my head with shower caulk--and it's definitely short for me. I'm still bitter about taking those @#$%ing units during the summer, especially because, since I signed up for them so late, I don't get my pay raise until next year. (yeah yeah--it's my fault...I know it will surprise a lot of you, but I've got this paperwork disability.. Again, it's my suffering paycheck--I just wish I didn't have to suffer the pity of the HR department because they ALL know.)
The 7th Harry Potter. Duh.
The Dante Valentine series by Lilith Saint Crow--#3, The Devil's Right Hand. (Awesome. I love Tierce Japhrimel--and not just his name.)
The Harry Dresden Series by Jim Butcher-#8. (Gets better every time.)
The "Grave" series by Charlaine Harris--#3. (SQUEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!)
The Sookie Stackhouse series by Charlaine Harris--# 7 (I HATE Quinn. Hate him. LOVE Erick. Love love love.)
Wicked Gentlemen by Ginn Hale
The "Kitty" series by Carrie Vaughn--all three in a row. (Definitely!)
The Black Dagger Brotherhood by J.R. Ward (I read these pretty consecutively, and am now on #5--Love Unbound. Uhm...YEEEEEE freaking HAWWWWWWWWWW. These vampire heroes are hot enough to save a marriage or destroy a convent...yum.)
Low Red Moon by Caitlin Kiernen. (Great Book. I hated it. There's a reason most of my 'horror' is really contemporary urban fantasy in disguise...)
Ysabel by Guy Gavriel Kay--I'd read his grocery list.
Innocent in Death by J.D. Robb--well, the woman isn't an icon, a success story, and a breathing legend in the publishing industry for nothing, is she?
And I'm looking at this thinking "Is that all? I mean...I've had years where this was a month...hell, I've had years where this was two weeks...and this is like...hell--two, three months?
I mean seriously--I've got four pairs of socks working, one pair of mittens, a scarf and a shawl, and none of them are even close to being finished.
What the hell am I doing with my time?