In case you haven’t heard, there’s a winter storm rolling across the southern/eastern US today. The news has been warning about the snowfall for days. I, being more of the “ant” type than the “grasshopper” type, immediately began hoarding for the impending onslaught.
Not hoarding food, mind you. I’ve never understood the sudden rush on milk, bottled water, and bread that hits the grocery store right before any kind of storm. We almost always have a fridge and pantry stocked with at least a week’s worth of food. No, no, I, like any rational person, went directly to Amazon and began hoarding books.
I realize there’s a great deal of irony in that statement, particularly when I was just poking fun at the milk/water/bread gatherers. Thanks to modern technology, we can have millions of books magically beamed to our devices through the power of the internet. But, for me, when it’s cold outside, it’s far more fun to burrow under an over-sized blanket with a physical book. I am happy to say that my acquisitions arrived this morning with perfect timing!
One disappointing thing about being an author is that you can’t read your own book. I mean, you can–and should–but it isn’t the same as reading someone else’s book because you already know exactly what is going to happen. Fortunately, there are plenty of other authors out there writing wonderful books just waiting to be read.
While browsing Amazon, I stumbled across the fact that the ebook versions of Stolen Songbird and Hidden Huntress by Danielle L. Jensen were on sale. I already have them in ebook format, but I love the story so much that I splurged and ordered the paperbacks (which weren’t on sale, haha) to read/re-read during the snow storm. I also pre-ordered the third book in the trilogy, Warrior Witch, since it was on sale too! 😄 If you like YA fantasy, I highly recommend picking up these books–Jensen’s writing is lovely and the story and characters kept me reading late into the night. They are the kind of books that make you do this:
Which brings me to my conclusion in one final twist of irony: turns out Cincinnati is now on the extreme northern edge of the massive snow storm, so we’re barely getting any snow at all. 🙄 So much for the payoff of careful preparation! To those of you who live south of the Ohio River, please accept my apologies for having pushed all of the snow onto you. My bad. But at least you have more time to read! 😉