Tuesday, May 31, 2016

1,000 Book Reviews and Counting


I read every book review. Can't help myself. I'm perverse. I even like to read bad reviews. I also keep count by book. Dumb, I know, but it's a five minute exercise I enjoy with morning coffee. Anyway, on May 31, I hit a milestone of sorts: 1,000 Amazon reviews for an average of 4.41. Pretty cool. (Actually I  have 2,304 Goodreads ratings, but those only require a simple mouse click or screen touch.)

I appreciate every reader. For the most part, I don't know them. A review or an email note gives me a feel for my audience and helps me connect with readers. Less than 1% of readers leave a text review and I'm grateful for every one. Each review helps me with my next book. Thank you.

If you like short illustrated reviews, I get a kick out of 3-Panel Book Reviews by Lisa Brown.

Lisa Brown's 3-panel Book Review  of The Metamorphosis





Monday, May 30, 2016

Memorial Day



My father never met me. He died in WWII in the cockpit of his P-51. I wouldn't be here, except for a brief leave between flight school and his assignment to Iwo Jima. He provided escort service to the B-29s that bombed Japan daily. The flight was so long and tiresome, two pilots were assigned to each P-51 and they flew on alternate days. On the fateful day, he was actually two missions beyond the thirty required for an extended leave at home.

I don't have many pictures of him, but this one was posted to a website honoring the 506th Fighter Group. My father is the furthest out on the wing.

I'd like to wish him and all of his compatriots that helped keep us safe and free, Happy Memorial Day ... and thank you.


Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Back From a Fun Trip to Peru

My wife's photo of Machu Picchu

I like traveling to places my wife and I both enjoy. She loves history and art, while I prefer to see how people in other countries live today. This makes Egypt and China two of our favorite destinations because she can gaze in wonder at the pyramids or walk the Great Wall, and I get to witness a completely different culture.

Peru falls into this category. The 14th Century Inca ruins fulfill her need to touch and feel a culture long gone, and I get to enjoy the lively and complex Peru of today. I kidded her by saying she liked dead Peru, while I liked live Peru. That's an over-simplification, of course, but it's not too far off the mark.

Another Peruvian benefit is plenty of exercise ... at high altitude. When I got back to sea level I felt energized with all that oxygen.



Peru was wonderful. Friendly people who know how to preserve their heritage.



Oh well, vacation's over. Better get back to writing.