Sigh...

Leo and I are sharing the same energy level these days.


Looks like Nora Roberts has managed to publish not one, not two, but damn it, three books since I updated last. This is why I never join those summer reading programs that make you keep track of what you read.



Speaking of Nora, there was a great article about her in the New Yorker last month. When asked the secret of her pretty amazing productivity, her simple answer was "Ass in chair." One of the many reasons I love her.

What about the books? The first one was Promises in Death (written as J D Robb). If you like Eve and Roarke, you'll like it--if you don't, you won't. I think of the In Death books as one really, really long story anyhow.

Next up is the first story in the latest paperback series: Vision in White. This one is going to be a quartet, and it's about four friends who own a wedding business. It was entertaining, which is all I ask of my escape literature.

Wish I could say the same for the new full-length novel, Black Hills. This one started out well, but by about half way through I got slightly (hate to admit it) bored. We're told who the killer is mid-book, which takes care of any suspense. And I've pretty much had it with cops who've gone through a traumatic experience and need a lifestyle change as a plot device. My biggest problem is that the heroine, in spite of being on hell of a kick-ass, brilliant woman, gets absolutely no credit or respect from her family or lover. This one reads like it was written twenty years ago.

Fortunately for me, Nora Roberts will probably have another book out before I manage to blog again. And I'm looking forward to it.