I love this time of year for many reasons.
One of them is that alot of great new fiction hits the shelves in Spetember and October. Dunno why, it must be a publishing thing. I like it though, because there’s nothing better than settling down for a read when it’s cold and dark outside, with something alcoholic at your elbow.
Anyway, Lee Child’s latest Jack Reacher adventure has been out for a few weeks. Meanwhile, today, Andy McNab’s newest Nick Stone thriller is out and Bernard Cornwall’s wonderfully flawed Saxon hero, Uhtred of Bebbanburg, makes such a welcome return.
Fat kid in a sweet shop …
But I won’t be starting on any of them for a week or two, because I’m still ploughing through Stephen Leather’s series of Spider Shephard tales, which are top class. And I won’t be going to the shelves to get them either, because I can get them all, in seconds, on this new-fangled and totally dynamite Kindle Paperwhite thingy, while sitting on my arse at home with something alcoholic on the side table.
These are truly miraculous days.