Balls and Walnuts
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Morning pimpage
Last night, I read Dean Cochrane’s The Weaveling, which he wrote for PBW’s eBook challenge. The story begins in the familiar territory of rural horror but soon breaks fresh ground. The ending is far from predictable.
While I’m on the subject of eBooks, I keep meaning to read Tamara Siler Jones’s Fire, a Lars Hargrove mystery. But I haven’t read it yet. (Bad fanboy. Bad, bad fanboy.)
You can find the full list of PBW’s eBook challenge entries here. There’s enough free online fiction there to keep you busy for a long, long time.
What about my Thursday Thirteen? I had thought to write one entitled Thirteen Sex Tapes I REALLY Don’t Want to See, but after Britney Spears + Kevin Federline, where else do I go? Paris Hilton, I suppose, but I’ve already beaten that particular dog.
I have the most recent issue of Cosmo, but that would have been a rush job.
So . . . if I do a Thirteen, it will be a good deal later in the day, and will probably be something uninspired, like Thirteen Things I Would Like To Do With Rachael Ray In The Kitchen.
Wait. That has potential.
Stay tuned.
D.
Drat this time difference! See you tomorrow, then. **smooches**
And that’s great news about your friend. I’m glad to hear it.