Do you ever have moments when you’re in need of quieting your mind?
Imagine this: you’ve been running a mile-a-minue at work and it feels like your brain needs to just stop, what do you read? Do you have a go-to book? Or do you not read books at all and go for a magazine? Or switch off from print entirely?
It’s been one of those (three) weeks, and I feel like I haven’t been able to decompress and switch my brain off from worrying and stressing about work, so I’ve been curious about how others handle things like that? Any tips would be welcome!
I am absolutely enamoured with this book — if the rich go to Sherlock Holmes to investigate their crimes, then everyone else goes to Arrowood. Who is he? No frigging clue, and the shadowy figure on the cover doesn’t really shed much light on that either. But I like the idea of a shadow for Sherlock –– someone like him, and not batshit crazy like Moriarty is. And interestingly, he knows… people, while Sherlock knows the science. So what does that mean exactly?
Tales of immigrants and diversity are out there more and more (but not nearly enough) these days, aren’t they? And Australia has plenty to share in that regard — thankfully. Like this:
Which as we celebrate this holiday in January, and it is often contentious, but this is a collection of short stories with a diverse collection of characters that delves into what it means to belong — and that is a common theme no matter where you are in the world, these days isn’t it?
About as far away from that is this:
Told ya! That said, I’m going to add: maybe not. I mean, Arturo is a guy who helps his friend Faustino smuggle his girlfriend and baby into the US. Thing is, he’s using stolen drug money to do it, and that brings drug dealers and human traffickers into their world. Yes, that’s a skimpy blurb, but there’s a skull on the cover and it’s called Saint Death, so I feel like a chance might be in order here.
So did anyone else like RIPD?
Just me huh? This is nothing like that but I am still bloody curious about what the afterlife is exactly. And funnily enough that’s what it’s called.
And funnily enough, it’s going to be a movie too. So we have Will, an FBI agent who dies in a bomb blast. And wakes up in a Chicago where there is no one else. Except maybe zombies? I don’t think so, but they have machetes, so they’re not welcoming him to the Afterlife. However in normal life, real life, no-dead life, Claire who is head of an FBI taskforce has to find a terrorist, I suspect the one that killed Will. And apparently she’s fallen in love with Will along the way. And to quote the blurb (like this is the most original line ever… not, but it still gets the point across): But the line between life and death is narrower than any of us suspect
Who would you fancast in this?
I’m going to stop there this week, because that’s all the space I’ve found in my brain for books this week.
… and I have to know something else entirely different and a little bit random: who has an iPhone and who has an Android phone, and how easy or hard has it been to switch between the two? I’ve been having thinky thoughts since I (somehow) got invited to a Motorola phone launch! HA. And won an amazing voucher for the bar it was at. How’s that! But, I do know I refuse to pay $100 a month for phone plan, which where I’m heading to with my data and new phone plan. Kind of the standard here.