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Do you remember your dreams? Ever woke and thought you were still in one? Are you afraid of clowns? Then there’s a new book you really need to read.
The Forty First Wink plunges you into a strange world that’s a gloriously weird hybrid of Labyrinth, Legend and Who Framed Roger Rabbit with a fast pace that doesn’t let up. Characters are strong and distinct, keeping up with the action and keeping you turning pages.
This debut novel is funny and terrifying at the same time, making you relive your own hellish nightmares and wish for companions like Walley’s characters. With flying pirates, talking canaries and deranged clowns The Forty First Wink is a wonderful roller coaster of a read. I look forward to much more from James Walley.
Yep, it’s Saturday. lol. If you’ve been reading (and it looks like you have) I hope you enjoyed meeting Fran Metzman during her stops here in support of her new book The Hungry Hearts. I will have more book reviews coming soon along with blog tours in April with Karina Fabian and her latest title, Live and Let Fly.
So….. what shall we talk about now?….. Why do I hear crickets?…… Do I always have to start the conversation?…. Okay, fine.
I’m asking because I doubled up a couple days ago. Found what looks to be an awesome anthology of urban fantasy, Strange Brew. Since I tend to be writing shorter pieces I am often found in that section at Barnes & Noble. I got home with the book and was looking for a home for it on my overcrowded shelves and realized that I already own this antho.
I lost a lot of books in the split with my ex. I’ve been slowing building my collection back up but I’m limited on space. And trust me, I have weeded through a lot of stuff to get to the size it is now. I will need to thin out what’s on my tablet soon.
The point is finding I had bought a book twice made me realize that I don’t read as much as I used to. I had chronic eye strain by my junior year of high school from all the reading. Now I seem to be collecting books more than actually reading them. I am dreadfully behind on reading.
The sad part is I found an amazing used book store last year. It’s ran by two of the sweetest & craziest senior citizens I’ve come across in a long time. I love used book stores. Libraries, too. lol. I still remember a new librarian at my hometown library. I had walked up to the counter with a stack of romance novels about a foot high. She said they wouldn’t be seeing me for a while. Another lady laughed and told her not to worry, that I would be back in a week.
I used to devour books. Of course, I’ve spent a lot of time discovering who I am. I guess I don’t need the escape like I used to. My mother used to fuss at me, called me antisocial because I always had my nose stuck in a book. It was usually her I was trying to escape from. But life is much more interesting now, calmer, more fun, more productive.
Maybe it’s time to rediscover my love of the written word. To be a good writer you have to read. Not just in my genre, either. I have several classics on my tablet, several of my writer friends on Facebook have sent me books. I have a few I’ve won in my online writer’s chat group, as well. And I can’t forget the anthology.
I guess now the only question would be what to read first….