Sorry, I've been down and out with this cold. The problem, other than coughing my lungs out, is not being able to sleep because I can't lay down without wheezing which irritates me . Also, not being to sleep at night, period. Hello, 2:00, have I mentioned my alarm goes off in three hours? Bah.
I'm currently reading THE LAWS OF MURDER by Charles Finch. This is 8th of 8 in series featuring Charles Lenox, a gentleman sleuth, in 1860s London. Here's a description:
It’s 1876, and Charles Lenox, once London’s leading private investigator, has just given up his seat in Parliament after six years, primed to return to his first love, detection. With high hopes he and three colleagues start a new detective agency, the first of its kind. But as the months pass, and he is the only detective who cannot find work, Lenox begins to question whether he can still play the game as he once did. Then comes a chance to redeem himself, though at a terrible price: a friend, a member of Scotland Yard, is shot near Regent’s Park. As Lenox begins to parse the peculiar details of the death – an unlaced boot, a days-old wound, an untraceable luggage ticket – he realizes that the incident may lead him into grave personal danger, beyond which lies a terrible truth.
Tonight I have Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. Here's a photo of Director Coulson to celebrate:
Yes, there's much to be concerned about in S.H.I.E.L.D-land.
The Walking Dead premiere on Sunday was fabulous. Other than not knowing where/what's happening to Beth, it was satisfying on several storylines.
Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster
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