I finished The Neighbor by Lisa Gardner. It was hard to put down, but I was just a tiny bit disappointed by the ending. While I would have thought early on that I would rank it 5 out of 5, I'd have to drop that to something like 4.25 out of 5. That's still pretty darned good, right?
Now I'm reading the all-conference chosen book for Bouchercon, Some Buried Caesar by Rex Stout (a Nero Wolfe mystery).
What I'm Thinking About:
Mostly thinking about the Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers Colorado Gold Conference this weekend. And I'm thinking I'm not even close to being ready. I still have a lot of tasks to do, including my packing. I received my bookmarks and postcards yesterday, thank goodness. I don't know if I'll have a chance to post any conference happenings over the weekend. I'm usually so exhausted by 9:00 that I head for my room and collapse. I'm one wild and crazy woman when I'm away from home.
My Quote of the Week:
"The most essential gift for a good writer is a built-in, shock-proof, shit detector. This is the writer's radar and all great writers have had it."
----------Ernest Hemingway, Interview in Paris Review, 1958
This Week's Recommended Blog:
The Blood-Red Pencil (of course): See this week's posts on self-critiquing and self-editing.
The Best Thing I Had To Eat This Week:
I threw together a meal with random ingredients and it came out like shrimp creole made with chicken instead of shrimp. Served it over rice and it was darned good. I added a little ground rosemary and yellow curry powder with my chili powder (and an extra dash of cayenne).