Here is a fun thing to do. It just shows you more (words) is not always better. Have fun while…

I occasionally read dystopian genre. The predictable generic plot with its negativity, impending unavoidable doom, and my sadness at the death of well-developed characters do not help me manage routine activities for the rest of my day. I have to consciously not read this kind of stuff in early morning hours. It is a good weekend read and, if a hero wins, I can be happy. To do so, I generally have to read to the end and that requires a binge read to the conclusion. No stops in the middle of tragic parts are allowed. Today’s read is:

Hell’s Children                                               by John L. Monk