The point is, I really didn't need to purchase any more books. Except that for my on-the-bus reading, I've begun a Fantasy (the F in SF&F) series called The Twelve Houses, and I enjoyed Mystic & Rider so much, I entered Chapters to purchase The Thirteenth House. Big mistake. Not reading this series--in fact, the characters are appealingly credible, for all their special abilities--but setting foot in a bookstore, any bookstore. Over here was Paul Quarrington's King Leary (I enjoyed his Whale Music many years ago), the "Canada Reads" pick; over there James K. Bartleman's Raisin Wine (I watched this former Ontario Lieutenant-Governor interviewed by George Stroumboulopoulos). Everywhere in-between there were other distracting titles. One such gem was the following:
I picked it up, began skimming through it, and thought, "For $5, it's probably worth it."
I'll post an excerpt here as soon as my Mac once again has a working power adapter.
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