Reading...

Last night I finished up re-reading The Enemy Stars, by Poul Anderson, while lying in bed. I'd forgotten what a good book that is; I knocked it out in three sittings. For a six-decade old work, it holds up remarkably well.

I was up late because Bobbi had been called in to work to fix something, and so it was just past midnight as I finished reading Anderson's '59 Hugo Award nominee.

Because it was just past midnight, just as I closed The Enemy Stars, a new book popped up in my Kindle library like magic: It was release day for Marko's new novel, Aftershocks. This is the first book in a whole new series, set in a different universe than his Frontlines series.

As a result, it was after 2AM before I finally drifted off to sleep...
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