The Sunday Post, Issue #287
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The Editorial
Despite my flirtation with insomnia, I find myself in surprisingly high spirits. Perhaps it’s the jolt of the strong coffee I just downed, or maybe I’m just riding a wave of euphoria from the latest episode of Landman. It could also be that I’m finally starting to shake off the lingering fog of my recent illness. Whatever the case, I have a hunch today will be far more productive than yesterday—fingers crossed!
Over the span of two days, I devoured The Last Days of Marilyn Monroe by James Patterson and Imogen Edwards-Jones, wrapping it up late last night. While I enjoyed the read, I’m scratching my head over the title. The Last Days? This book is essentially a biography of Marilyn Monroe’s entire life. And calling it A True Crime Thriller? Now that’s a stretch worthy of a seasoned contortionist. It’s more of a historical biography with a smattering of fictional dialogue tossed in for drama. Talk about a case of mislabeling worthy of a mystery itself! I’m working my review today and plan to unveil my thoughts tomorrow, so stay tuned.
In a fit of frustration, I purchased the book in another county since my local Walmart has apparently decided to wage war on its book section. It’s been over two months since they stocked any titles—not even a lonely paperback in sight. They change the price tags as if it's all part of an elaborate joke, while the employees look baffled when I inquire. The irony is hard to miss; they had a “grand” reopening in early November, yet their book section shrank to half its former size, now wedged next to a collection of overpriced DVD sets that will gather dust until the end of time. Adding to the absurdity, the Dunkin' Donuts in the store remains an unfinished ghost of what could have been—a monument to lost hope. What on earth is going on with my local Walmart? And please, for your sanity, don’t even think about ordering books from their website. They’ll taunt you with availability, only to cancel days later, claiming it’s out of stock—classic bait and switch. It’s no wonder people are sprinting toward Amazon like it’s the shining beacon of literature!
On the Reading Block
Today, I’m finally going to start The Christmas Stranger by Richard Paul Evans, an ARC that’s worn out its welcome in my stack—it’s actually published now, so can we still call that an ARC? After that, I’ll tackle Exit Strategy by Lee and Andrew Child, followed by Star Trek: Identity Theft by Greg Cox. It’s a meaty lineup that should keep me busy.
Fresh Off the Press
In the past two weeks, I churned out one review—for Tom's Crossing by Mark Z. Danielewski. Life threw a few curveballs my way; I’ve been under the weather and battling stress. I decided to take a break from blogging, but don’t you worry—I’m slowly wading back into the waters with a few reviews lined up for this week.
Some Final Thoughts
Somebody recently shot me the curious question of whether I still go thrifting. The answer is a resounding yes, though life has kept me running in circles. I hadn’t set foot in my local thrift store since October—it’s been a whirlwind with my mother’s surgery and my own bout of illness. But this past week, I finally made it there and walked away with a treasure trove of western paperbacks—26 of them, to be exact! So, I have an ample supply of reads in store for my Gunsmoke & Grit adventures.
〜B.J. Burgess
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