I’ve read a lot of great books this month. Most of them un-reviewed, so far, as I’ve also had to spend some time being an annoyingly malfunctioning fat robot. And stuff.
Scribd, the book subscription app thing, is great. I love just browsing it and adding everything I want to read to my library. Then I discover sometimes titles are removed without any notification, and that’s… actually infuriating. It’d be fine if there was a notifications-screen so I’d know that “Oh hey that Chuck Wendig-book you tucked away, yeah, we made it disappear. Now you know before you reach for it only to find overwhelming gloom and disappointment.”
It’s not that I don’t have hundreds of other books to read, but… I like to know what I have available. I get kinda obsessive-angry about information where I find it insufficiently distributed.
I wish it was okay to bring books into MRI machines.
And did you know both David Duchovny and Gillian Anderson have done self-narrated audio versions of the novels they recently wrote? I like that. Even if it’s not Mulder-and-Scully stories.
I’m obsessed with liquorice. I put it in my coffee.
This is such a pile of dumb sentences. Imma go read some military-fantasy stories. Or play animal crossing. Or something.