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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.

My New Ride

On Sleepless in Durham

Rick built this for me.  He even let me pick the color.  XO Rick.  Do you think it will hold all my photography kit for a cross country photography trip?  :)  I'm not sure of a name for it yet.  He suggested Buzz, but that reminds me of a boy I've known since preschool, and much as I like Buzz, I don't want to ride a bike named after him.  How about Bumble?  Not for bumbling, obviously, as it is a beautiful bike, but I was thinking more like Bumble Bee.   Or just Bee?  That kind of works -- Bee for B.

 

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