Still Reading: Hiroshima

Hiroshima by John Hersey

My post on Litsy this morning:

I know I take too long to finish a real book. But who’s keeping score but yourself? Just keep reading.

In other books, I’m 80% through with Mercury. I accidentally stumbled on a one star review, which had fellow one star reviews posting as ‘replies‘, on Goodreads. The women all agreed it was trash.

Well, the author has more than 20+ years as a journalist for a national newspaper. And actually spent real time with Freddie Mercury. If the book is trash – then the person who’s reading it must be trash if not trashier. Because all they see is trash.

p.s. See image below. Ladies, if you think you can write a better book, by all means, go ahead. Just make sure you never publish it. Because it 👏 is 👏 gon 👏 na 👏 suck.

(from my Fire 7)

p.s. Yeah. I’m Gina. Today.

What’s Bookish Compassion?

“We’re Going to Need More Wine” by Gabrielle Union

“Bookish Compassion” could mean:

While reading, the guy at the other table starts streaming some stupid video on full blast. You give him the death stare, but he doesn’t get it.

You then think, “He’s a selfish prick and a goddamn public nuisance, I’m not.”

You then feel better about the noise and get back into reading.

(Not before blogging it, of course.)

Reading + Snacking: Small Fry

What’s better than coffee?

Taiwanese Boba – Pearl Milk Tea (with a brown sugar twist). It’s ridiculous how people (people are people and I am people) associate it with a “younger crowd”. I’m 37 this year and I drink it like I’m 17. Screw people!

A brilliant afternoon with my Kindle and one of my minions (not pictured).

Currently (still) reading: Small Fry by LBJ.

Reading Slump: Chocolates

Trying to read again, after a couple of days on hiatus. My worst, unhealthiest craving has got to be chocolates in bed, before bed, just so that I can get my reading mojo back 😅 It’s either chocolates or nachos, but I ran out of nachos…


Haven’t read much lately. Wonder if it has anything to do with my last read (I, Who Did Not Die), which was rather heavy on the heart?

Don’t know.

I was so ‘tired’ yesterday that I listened to Columbine (Dave Cullen) on Audible (I am still not that into audiobooks), and in less than 5 minutes, Zzzzzz was creeping in so I quickly switched off my Fire and fell asleep almost immediately. Audiobooks, no matter how revolutionizing and important (specifically toward the visually impaired), isn’t my cuppa tea… Not quite yet. Great lullabies, though…

This is all. Came in here to rant about a reading slump and chocolates. Brilliant. Now back to bed. Back to reading. Back to chocolates…