Lately the creative juices just don’t begin to flow until after eight o’clock in the evening. This poses a problem because the evenings are usually for me and The Husband to unwind together. Maybe it is the season change because even The Husband has been more content of late to play video games instead of watch a movie.
Rain has arrived in Lexington again. There have been a few grumbles from people about the rain, but after reminding them it isn’t snow they came to view the rain as not that bad. One man thanked me, because he was having a bad day and the rain just added to his annoyance.
Watching the rain safe and dry inside today just added to the joy of reading a book. This year I tried to keep up with the number of books I’ve read and set a goal of just 25. Somewhere through the year I lost count. I think I am beyond 25, but maybe I am short. I don’t know. Honestly, I don’t care. Keeping track of how many books read this year was an attempt to make sure I kept reading even when I didn’t feel well. It worked to get me started. Really good books have kept me reading. Currently I am reading Wayward, by Blake Crouch.
I read book one in the series, Pines, earlier this year and had forgotten about the series really until visiting the library earlier in the week. There is something about the premise of being the last town of humans in the entire world is frightening. Add in a megalomaniac running the entire show behind the curtains and you end up with just the right amount of creepy. Since it is October and Halloween isn’t too far away, the book just fits somehow. I don’t read much horror these days, but a touch here and there doesn’t hurt. When Wayward ends I may go pick up a scary book to carry the theme out through October.