I am so sleepy. It's all my fault, of course. Last night, around 8pm, I started reading a new book from the library. Power Play by Joseph Finder. I finished the book this morning at 6:50am---which made trying to go to sleep at that late hour quite moot.

I used to do that sort of thing all the time when I was a kid, and even in my 20s and 30s. But now that I getting to the outer edge of my 40s, reading all night long really makes going to work the next day difficult. Very difficult!  Zzzzzz.

The book was quite interesting. It involved a fellow that had a difficult childhood and how those early difficulties allowed him to deal well with a sticky situation. The sticky situation was his being kidnapped along with a bunch of executives of his company and held for ransom. As you can probably guess, violence and cunning quickly come to the fore in the plot. It was a good book though after a while the flashbacks to the fellows childhood, while quite illuminating, did get a mite tedious. I returned the book to the library today and checked out 3 more books by Finder to see if I'd like them as much as I enjoyed Power Play.


GA Girl said…
You may want to re-read your post, I believe your lack of sheep is affecting you a little more than you think... :)
Bob-kat said…
I simply cannot do the reading through the night thing - I need my sleep!

I forget who said it but to paraphrase - one of the nicest things in life is discovering a new author you enjoy and then discovering thye have written lots more books ;)

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