I'm stuck in Orlando. It has been beautiful---not a cloud in the sky for days! So, of course, it started to thunder and lightning the minute we got through security, followed by a chaser of hail. Nice.
This leads me to think about the joys of what I think most of the world refers to as "airplane reading." You know, the crappy mysteries and pulpy romances that are the standard fare of airport bookstands. (Of course, these days, I'm just as likely to peruse and then download to my Kindle.) It was in an airport that I picked up the first of the Millennium Series, The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo.
What is it about traveling that makes me more likely to read "trashy" books? Maybe it's just that it's so hard to concentrate in the airport itself, with all of the people, announcements, and commotion. I don't know. Either way, I'm stuck here now, and I'm thinking it's time to download something good and trashy.
Update: The trashy book I wanted was 14.99 on Kindle. Ridiculous! Now I'm just delayed and annoyed!