Why don’t I put a book review on my book review site?

What a novel (no pun intended) idea. I’ve read a lot of really good books lately. I’ve read a lot of really bad ones lately too. I’ve added my wit and wisdom to reviewing them at my Goodreads page, but I don’t know why I didn’t think I should put those bad boys over here too.

Although I should probably make a note that every book I’ve read does not appear at Goodreads either. Sad really.artemis

In the last few months, I’ve read all four of the Smythe-Smith Quartet series from Julia Quinn as well as the entire Rokesbys series (to date that is), Fanny Hill, The Princess Diarist, both The Martian and Artemis by Andy Weir, and The Man in the High Castle. I liked Artemis so much, not only did I use an Audible credit to buy it, I listened to the whole book in a single day then bought the eBook so that I could read it again. I need to decide what order I want to put my reviews in and space them out a little, but yeah, ya’ll need to read Artemis.

I’ve devoured other media recently too. The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel on Amazon is better than Marvelous. I binged most of that in a single night making it really hard to get up and go to work the next morning even though my commute only consisted of navigating a kitty traffic jam in the living room as I passed through to pick up a Diet Coke in the kitchen. I’ve watched The Newsroom start to finish at least twice in the last year. If there was a documentary on Netflix I didn’t watch it was because I was sick that one time and missed it. I’m still cycling through all the Sherlock seasons regularly and every once in a while I start my Doctor Who marathon with Rose Tyler, but I usually only get about halfway through Amy Pond before I have to do something else necessitating another restart. I’ve toyed with starting with the original Doctor. God knows my husband has every episode that exists since the beginning of time so I could do it even if BBC has taken all their shows off Netflix and Amazon to start their own service.mrsmaisel

I’m all caught up on Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and Jessica Jones. I’m still struggling with Daredevil and haven’t started any of the other Netflix Marvel series. I struggled to watch The Inhumans too, painful as it was. Short review – there weren’t any heroes to root for. Every main character was equally bad. Not Marvel’s proudest moment. Don’t get me started on the last half season of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. I think the only way I could watch it was because at least it wasn’t as bad as The Inhumans. Disney had to break into the Smurf’s makeup room to film all those Kree. Ugh. I hear good things are coming though so I will fangirl onward.

I’ve been adding things to my VUDU library a lot lately. I’ve got all the Harry Potters (including Fantastic Beasts, thanks, honey) and about half the Marvel Cinematic Universe (movies that is). I’ve got Wonder Woman because it was fricken awesome. All the new Star Treks were a must have so got ’em. I’ve also got a couple of the X-Men, but since there is no continuity I don’t watch them much. Rogue One and The Force Awakens are the only Star Wars I have. I need to do something about that. Can’t wait for Artemis to be made into a movie so that I can add it to my copy of The Martian.

I’ve been out of the house a little bit too lately (other than my hospital mini-vacay). Most recently was my trip to the cinema today to see Black Panther. It was good. I’ll add it to VUDU as soon as I can. It wasn’t my favorite, but I haven’t been super excited about any of the recent Marvel movies. I loved the Deadpool trailer that accompanied the movie. It was very funny and had a Toy Story shout out (hint: Look at the bottoms of toy Cable’s and toy Deadpool’s foot). The Solo trailer and the trailer for Antman and The Wasp along with Deadpool have me saving my shiny rocks for May through July when a metric ton of good movies will be hitting a theater near me. I may just camp at the theater all summer.

I just went to search for the Deadpool trailer. The movie is listed as “The Untitled Deadpool Sequel Meet Cable” and the following is the synopsis at movieinsider.com:

After surviving a near fatal bovine attack, a disfigured cafeteria chef (Wade Wilson) struggles to fulfill his dream of becoming Mayberry’s hottest bartender while also learning to cope with his lost sense of taste. Searching to regain his spice for life, as well as a flux capacitor, Wade must battle ninjas, the yakuza, and a pack of sexually aggressive canines, as he journeys around the world to discover the importance of family, friendship, and flavor – finding a new taste for adventure and earning the coveted coffee mug title of World’s Best Lover.

If I could make stuff like this up, I wouldn’t be writing here for free.


Here we go again

cropped-love-of-books.jpgI have signed up (and paid) for a writing class that starts this Friday.

I have requested an invoice from Romance Writers of America to reinstate my membership.

We’re talking to our landlord about buying the house we live in.

I may be looking for a new job and wouldn’t it be great if it was one I could work at from home like, oh I don’t know, writing?

I know. Pipe dream, but I would like for my second job to be tapping away on my keyboard in my house with its tiny office/guest room in my stretch pants and Bad Wolf tee shirt.

I’ve had some pretty serious health issues lately and with the state of the healthcare system in this country fluctuating daily, I don’t know that I’ll be able to get insurance if I’m self-employed. Staying at my current job may not be an option since every day a new wrinkle in the finances makes it look like there isn’t going to be an office to go to much longer. My boss quit instead of stay and clean up the mess he made. Since he was pulling in the big bucks, he can afford to not have a job at all for a loooooong time. We had a bunch of people apply and even offered the job to a few people, but they could see the writing on the wall and politely declined.

As for me, I’m hanging on by my fingernails. All the work that was dumped on me is slowly but surely being re-distributed to other people who have more functions than just answering the phone and paying the bills. If I were the boss, I would say the person in my position can be the first person to go should letting go of people become necessary.

So, what’s the plan? Hang on as long as they’ll pay me then hope there’s a job out there? Apply for a new job and jump ship at the first chance I get? Keep my head down and wait? Go on vacation, take writing classes, and look at community college for something new that will pay me what I need to get paid while letting me work from home? Yup. That one.

Medical billing and coding is probably the way for me to go. A nine month course that I can hopefully finish before the bottom falls out. Paying for it, a new house, utilities, groceries, insurance, cat toys, etc. probably can’t be done on unemployment, but what if I can put more content up on Smashwords and Amazon? I haven’t listed anything new for sale since 2015 and I’m still getting a couple of dollars a quarter in royalties. Just think if I’d been putting something up every month in those intervening years? Still not enough to pay for college out of pocket (no more student loans for me, ma!), but that scratching post with the rotating dangles or a month’s supply of mint chocolate chip would be in reach I’m sure.

Medical insurance is the big scary monster in all this, but I think we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.

Happier news is vacation is coming up! There’s an eclipse on August 21 I’m not going to miss! I booked the hotel in January thank goodness because hotels in the path of totality are either sold out or cost almost as much as our monthly house payment for a two night stay in a Motel 6. We’ll leave the bedbugs and pubic hairs in the bedding along with the light on for $900, ya’ll. No thanks.

After watching the moon’s shadow cross in front of the sun for two and a half minutes, we’ll head down to the beach and NASA for a couple of days before going out to not one, but two ballgames then heading home. The Daytona Tortugas play in Jackie Robinson Field where some guy broke the racial barrier and became the first African American to play on a major league baseball team. I wonder if the name of the field gives a clue to whom it might be. Hmm. Jackie Robinson was a great ballplayer and I can’t wait to see the place where he made his debut. We’re going to stop to see the new park in Atlanta too on the way back.

Anyone with plans on breaking into my house while we’re away, we have a security system (owner is an ex-cop who insists) and a house-sitter but we are poor so it’s not worth the jail time. Trust me. Anyone who wants to come over and clean is welcome though. I’ll even bring you back a turtle.

I can’t wait. It’s almost the only thing keeping me going at this point. I don’t know what I’ll have to look forward to once it’s past.


Forgive me, interwebs, it’s been over 4 years since my last post. I haven’t reviewed any books. More damningly, I haven’t written any books. What have I been doing? You know like stuff and crap.

This is going to be a short post because I’m writing in my bathtub on my Galaxy Tab and the autocorrect doesn’t like words like damn (it auto corrected that to darn) and it cannot accept that I don’t want to type the word duck as often as it thinks I do.

Couple of big things – huge really – I left my job of 16 years and I got married. My kids moved out, then the dog moved out, then I moved out with the new hubby and the  cats. One of the cats has gone walk about which is a bit stressful. There have been a couple of sightings but that was a few days ago. He’ll come home when he’s ready.

Weirdest thing is I got a library card. I mean  it’s weird I didn’t have one already. I’ve read some books. I got my first late fee a few weeks ago so it’s just like old times.

I’ll expound more later. Right now I’m getting pruney and autocorrect is possible good me off. (No, autocorrect is not possible good ugh)

Hello cruel world!

The world is a cruel place, but the cruelty can be lessened by applying humor. Or if the cruelty isn’t lessened, humor takes the barb off the red hot painful pokey end.

As grandpa used to say “might as well smile – it doesn’t cost extra.” I’m sure hundreds of other people said it too, but he was the first one who said it to me. He also called me Pee Wee, but thankfully he was the only one who did that.

Bedtime. Good night, cruel world!