I know, 2015 is still two months away, but this popped into my head sometime last week, and I haven’t been able to let it go since.
Those of you familiar with Goodreads might also be familiar with their annual reading challenge. This year I’ve given it a go, setting myself a goal of 75 books, and I’m well on target to reach that. Still, I’m not sure I like the challenge. It adds a sense of compulsion to my reading which I’ve never felt before. I know I read a lot; do I really need a website to keep track of exactly how much I’m reading? So I won’t take the challenge next year. Instead I’m creating a challenge of my own.
Description: At the luxurious Roarke Palace Hotel, a maid walks into suite 4602 for the nightly turndown — and steps into her worst nightmare. A killer leaves her dead, strangled by a thin silver wire. He’s Sly Yost, a virtuoso of music and murder. A hit man for the elite. Lieutenant Eve Dallas knows him well. But in this twisted case, knowing the killer doesn’t help solve the crime. Because there’s someone else involved. Someone with a more personal motive. And Eve must face a terrifying possibility — that the real target may, in fact, be her husband Roarke…
I know it has been absolutely ages since I last posted a blog post, but this is in part due to the fact that I have been on holiday for two and a half weeks. I am also shamelessly behind on reviews, but I will catch up on those at some point, I promise. I just don’t know when yet.
With that brief news out of the way, I found myself pondering science-fiction literature recently, mainly because I have started Kim Stanley Robinson’s Mars trilogy (Red Mars, Green Mars and Blue Mars).