After a slow start to the year from a reading perspective,
I just finished my 26th b ook. I figured 26 books would be one every two weeks, which would be a decent goal. It was actually my 27th book, but I just noticed that the “goal” was complete.
Wow, it really doesn’t seem like that long ago when I was talking about pouring through Cameron Crowe’s “Fast Times At Ridgemont High”, but I guess it has.
The book I finished was “Extreme Prey”, John Sandford’s most recent dive into the world of Lucas Davenport. I liked it, in a way it was bumping into an old friend. Some of his cast of characters made small appearances, so I guess that was like getting updates on the old friend’s family. I put off reading it quite a bit, because I knew when I finished there wasn’t anything else to read on the subject. Well, until a new one is published. Sandford has a Virgil Flowers novel coming out in October, so I might jump on it, and I might put it off as well.
I think I’ll whittle this list of current books down before adding anything brand new to it.