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Austin State Fair

"Wooohoo! Here we go Charlie! Don't touch my beer. I can still see it, Charlie!"

I don't realize that I am, in fact, Charlie, until my new drunk friend starts petting my fleece from the seat behind me. We're hanging upside down on "Kamikaze", a fair ride that doesn't quite live up to its name.

It occurs to me that a carnival may not be the most Tynan-friendly environment. Every single food available is either deep fried, dipped in some sugary coating, or both.

Where The Bar is Set

I have a rule for myself that I have to shut my computer off at midnight every day. I allow myself to stay up until three, which means that after cleaning the RV and scratching a bit on the violin, I have two hours and change to read. So I read a lot of books. Usually I read non-fiction, but after a spell of three or four books about the brain, I wanted to read some fiction. With no particular title in mind, I went to Amazon and bought a book that was then the #1 editor's choice and a NY Times Bestseller. With both awards, it must be pretty good, I thought.

The idea for the book was interesting, but the actual plot was poorly constructed. The foreshadowing was so obvious that I couldn't help but hope that it was a red herring and that the actual twist at the end would be something more interesting. It wasn't. Worse, the author made so many amateur writing mistakes that I actually found it hard to read (things like using a lot of adverbs and using difficult words that aren't more descriptive than the simple ones they replace). 

It was a disaster of a book, yet it was successful and fairly well liked. I thought about how that could be possible and came to the conclusion that the bar for writing a good book probably isn't set as high as I would assume. And, under scrutiny, that actually makes sense.