I’m at goodreads, are you?
wasting time doing important writing related research there by fiddling around with my shelves, sorting my books into their proper categories. This is very important work because even though I have nowhere completed the job, I’ve used the “cloud” feature and have already detected that most of my reading preferences are focused on fiction from or about the British Isles, are historical, and are fantasy or romance.
See? I would have never known that!
(Okay, stop rolling your eyes at me, we all knew that.)
Even so, if you’re there, tap me into your reading circle, and if not, come join the
time wastage serious work.
[Oh yeah. Despite the fact that many people do some remarkable reviewing there and give wonderful insights to the books they have read, why they like and/or dislike them–don’t expect much of that from me. I am not a reviewer at heart.]
What Wild Ecstasy by Patricia Burroughs
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I wrote it. The adaptation I wrote was awarded a $30,000 Nicholl Fellowship in Screenwriting (presented by the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences). I hope I can be forgiven for giving it five stars, understanding that ymmv! (Obviously the story had a lot more going for it than the bodice-ripper that the cover presents.)
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I may someday figure out how to scan it in and convert it and make it available as an e-book. Unfortunately right now I haven’t the time or patience for it.
It’s so funny, I expected this book cover to be all desert-toned and dusty, and instead it was pink.
Pink? OMG, what on earth? (Of course this was the 80s and pink and blue were the hottest color combo around, so it was hard to complain. Too much.) And then I opened it–my first published book, oh my god, my baby… and reread the opening of the first chapter, first sentence of second paragraph:
Within minutes the peaks of the rugged mountains to the west appeared, bathed in pink and orange and magenta, honored by the sun’s first rays.
I’m just lucky they didn’t toss in orange.