Today was my first day back at work and I was pleasantly surprised by how much it didn’t suck. Don’t get me wrong, I really like my job. I work in an industry where I’m actually putting my English degree to use. It’s just that this month is going to be one of the busiest and most time-crunchiest I’ve had. But I did a ton of work today, which I feel great about, and I didn’t get the least bit overwhelmed. I did some major work on three different projects, all of which are on a tight timeline. So yeah, I kicked ass today at work! During my 10 minute snack breaks, I snuck in a few pages of the book I’m currently reading.
I am 247/403 pages into Michael Connelly’s The Black Box. I discovered Michael Connelly around 2007 whenever I was yard-saleing (yes, it’s a verb that been used for as long as I can remember in my family) on Fort Campbell. I tend to buy tons of books from yard sales. I’ve picked up absolute gems, and some that I get, I never have any intention on reading. I picked up five of the seven Harry Potters from going to different yard sales one on day. On one particular yard-saleing marathon, I picked up a Michael Connelly book that had two of his novels in it: Truck Music and The Last Coyote. It took me a while, but one day, I finally picked up the massive tradeback book off my “TBR” pile and actually read the first story–and I’ve been hooked ever since. I purposely searched all yard sales, flea markets, and thrifts store I could find to get as many of the older books as possible. There are very few I haven’t read. Nowadays, there’s always a new Michael Connelly book on my gift wish list, and I’m accumulating a collection of new, hardback versions of his latest.
This Christmas, I participated in a Secret Santa book giveaway. My giftee was a thriller/mystery lover, so of course I picked up a copy of The Black Echo for her gift.
Also, you can be sure that I will post a review of this latest story in the Harry Bosch series–eventually.