Thirty years ago, our family was stationed at Goodfellow Air Force Base in San Angelo, Texas. It was actually our second time there, and I remember my parents re-introducing me to friends I’d had when I was four or five years old. We all lived on a measly three streets, which are no longer tagged on Google Maps: Carswell, Vance Circle, and I forget the third. My friends and I explored every inch of that neighborhood and that base. And though I haven’t been back since 1991, I still remember it fondly, which was why it was so horrible to hear Trump would be housing detained immigrants there.
I love a good moody mind-bender movie. Whether it’s horror or drama or just mystery, I love trying to figure out the why and how before the protag does. And if I can’t figure it out before the movie reveals the truth, I will slowly golf-clap in appreciate. A Cure for Wellness managed to keep me guessing up to the end because I couldn’t quite put together how eels and water and Dane DeHaan’s palor all fit together. But even though Cure fooled me, it didn’t get a golf clap from me, and it’s all because of one little problem that I couldn’t look past.
I just wanted to give a quick thanks to Maureen H for her recent review of Veneer. I tend to look at my books as always increasing in quality, and yet it’s Veneer, my second book, that continues to outsell the others. I don’t know why that is. From the reviews, it seems people really enjoy the concept of augmented reality, while others like the characters themselves. Some people don’t like the book at all, but who has time to think about that?
Whether or not Maureen’s review is 5 stars or 1 star, I’m just glad someone is still reading a book from 2011. I’m glad they liked it enough to review it. It makes sitting here morning after morning, slogging through Draft 3 of Hybrid Mechanics just a little more bearable.