Reading, for me, is entertainment and an escape from the real world. But it can also inform and stretch the boundaries of the life I live.
Don't you just love when the whole universe conspires to get just the right book to you at just the right time?
Today is Voting Day in my little corner of the world, and as my polling station is in the same building as the city library, I stopped there first to return an overdue book and pay the library policeman her hefty 80 cent fine. And what caught my eye in the New Books! shelf but The Lost Man by Jane Harper, which just happens to be set in Australia and written by an Aussie! I have had the ebook on hold for forever, but apparently it's a lot easier to get your hands on the Old Fart Edition (ie large print).
And I managed to get through the first chapter while waiting in line to vote, and it was killer. I can't wait to get back to it after work.