Twenty-Fifteen: I’m doing something I’d been putting off for far too long. I’ve gotten serious about reading, again. I’ve dusted off my paperbacks and charged up my Kindle. It has been a year to take the time to feed my poor television-adled brain with a selection of healthy, nourishing fiction. So, read on, little brain. Read on. We’ve been going Book to the Future!
I’m back from vacation and while part of me thought it would be an easy thing to do a family road trip AND keep up my blogging, reading, and other social media checklists, it certainly was not. I DID manage to finish one book and I also DID manage to start a new one. I DID NOT write about that, nor let anyone besides my Kindle know I was was reading the newest Ernest Cline novel called “Armada” and so far nothing at all like “Ready Player One” except for the abundance of 80s popular culture references.
Unlike most kick-off posts in this series, I have actually read quite a bit of this book. In fact, I’m about a third of the way through which is both surprising (because I haven’t actually found that much time in the last week to actually read) and not surprising (since it’s a pretty easy read so far.)
The story so far: generic latchkey high school kid who likes video games and pines to figure out some of the story around his father’s untimely demise. I’ll save the rest for when you read it.
And since I’m back from vacation, that’s about what I’m going to go back to doing right now.