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My Back Pages - August



I'm slipping. Only four books this month. I've adopted a slower pace in August, at times going several days without reading. Nevertheless those four books bring my year-to-date total to 39 books. I'm sure I can read 11 books over the next four months to reach my projected yearly total of 50.

So, August. I read two David Baldacci thrillers. Absolute Power about an immoral President. And Total Control about the ability of computers as well as the U.S's finances. Both, early works by Baldacci, were excellent,

I read Burning Bright by Nick Petrie. At the beginning main character Peter Ash reads like a poor man's Jack Reacher. A loner, former military type who wanders here and there taking on difficult cases. But it was a great page-turner.

Finally, on the recommendation of Peter at the cottage I read A Gentleman in Moscow by Amor Towles. It's about a Russian aristocrat sentenced to life, not in prison, but to the attic of a fancy hotel. The concept here as explained by the main character is if you were expelled from the country you could start a new life as opposed to being a prisoner within your own country where the chance for a new life is nil. The book follows the aristocrat's life and the interactions he has with others. A good read.

On the television front because I was at the cottage with no TV reception other than Netflix my viewing was limited. When we came to town for a day or two I used On Demand to see the last several shows of Game of Thrones and the beginning of the new season of Ray Donovan.

And so what have you been reading and watching?

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