July 17th, 2011

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late Saturday and early Sunday

A. from Green Bay and I talked about  -- well, many things -- but I again ended up telling stories about the editing and reading I do.  I never run out of stories to tell.  He caught me up on his life, about volunteering at the Green Bay Pride Fest and all his bicycle rides.  I have everyone telling me that it's easy to Skype.  Trekboy really wants to talk to me that way, so I guess I will have to let myself be dragged into the 21st century that way, too.

Once again, members of AfterElton were offered the chance to meet hot girls.  I passed the spam along to one of the moderators, with the note that I don't come to the site expecting to meet women.  Then those of my buddies and I who got the spam mocked the spammers in our notes to each other for them having such a badly targeted effort.  Some of the members of AE get upset about the spam about meeting sexy women, but it's more fun to just laugh at it.  In my opinion, anyway.

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still pretty early Sunday

I woke up at 10:30 for no apparent reason.  I think I'd fallen asleep around 2:30 a.m., because I had no real reason to stay up.  I'm reading Spin Out again.  Sure, I know the mystery part now, but I'm still enjoying reading about the relationship part, and how people have to nearly forcibly explain to Joe why his massive failures in communication upset his boyfriend.  He's good at solving cases, but he can't buy a clue when it comes to understanding love.

I don't read books twice in row that quickly that often.  I know the last time was the first draft I saw of GhosTV.  It had been a long time before that that I'd done that.  Possibly it was for one of the Adrien English mysteries.

I did my Kobo book shopping for the day, and now I'm done with the contest.  This time I looked up Suzanne Brockmann, and ended up getting "When Tony Met Adam."  I had thought it might be out in e-book by now.  The story might have had DRM anyway, in a mainstream e-book store.  It was something I wanted to read.

I found an old pair of sunglasses that I could still see through well enough.  I know I have other pairs of clip-on sunglasses around, but darned if I know where.  I'm off to the used book store in about an hour, to help out again.  This time, it will be me, E.M., P.S., and whatever other volunteers show up.

A couple of hours later: I put in about an hour at the bookstore.  It was E.M., P.S. and me.  I worked on getting some books off the floor first.  They were hardcover novels, so I tried to scrunch them onto the shelves in the the back room where the hardbacks go.  It wasn't easy.  As usual, there's quite the overstock of hardcover novels.

Then I tackled the romance shelves, which were a mess.  Half the books on the category romance cart weren't even romances.  I put them in their appropriate places, then filled in the shelves on the cart with romances.  I put up some books on top of the main shelves with the covers facing outward in display.  There had been some there, but I arranged it so that the contemporaries on display were actually with the contemporaries, the historicals with the historicals, and so on.  I made sure all the books up there were romances, too.

One in the center of the display ones was a lesbian romance.  I was trying to figure out what it was, because it was larger than typical paperback size.  The back cover described a love triangle between three women.  I left it there with no comment.  It was a romance, after all.  I was tempted to tell E.M. and see her reaction, but I figured it was better to just quietly let it go.  I wondered which of the volunteers had put it into the romance section -- either an open-minded one, or one who missed what the content was.

I'm glad to be done with the Kobo contest.  I really didn't like getting books with DRM on them when the publisher wouldn't have had DRM.  The books I got from MLR through Kobo didn't have DRM on them, but the rest did.  I would have had a lot more flexibility with format and downloading capability if I'd gotten the Dreamspinner ones directly from the publisher.  Well, now I know that Sarah Black has some novellas out with Dreamspinner, so I can get the rest next time I go shopping there.  That's a bright spot.

I'll post more if anything else goes on here today, but my plans are just to read and maybe do some editing.

Later: Mom and I went through several bags of romance novels for donation purposes.  She said there was a bag of romances she'd read in the computer room, but we didn't find those.  I brought downstairs three bags of books I'd already read and didn't desperately want to keep.  Mom hadn't read those books, so ended up keeping most of those to read.  I suppose she'll donate them later.

I put together a bag of romances I had really wanted to keep.  Mom looked at those and said several sounded good.  I didn't trust her to give them back when she was done and not donate them, though, so I told her to read the ones she'd already picked out from the first three bags.  I don't know if we actually accomplished anything much.  There are four kitchen-trash-bag-sized bags of books out of the computer room, three bags I was okay with donating and one that went back to my room.  You can't even see a difference in the clutter in the computer room, which is very discouraging. 

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later Sunday -- more reading

I read "When Tony Met Adam."  I recognized those trademarks of Suzanne Brockmann's style.  She's a very good writer.  It stretches my suspension of disbelief to have men sitting around talking about their feelings.  She's heavy-handed on the messages she wants to get across, too.  Aside from that, no complaints.  Brockmann went there in this one somewhat more than she did for Jules and Robin.  Well, the people buying it knew they were getting m/m.

I found the story on Kobo, as I journaled.  I looked at Fictionwise and ARe, too, but they didn't have it.  It was on Amazon, of course.  One reviewer said she'd gotten it out of curiousity, read it, decided she wasn't into men having feelings for each other, and she was glad it was a short story.  That was an WTF for me.  It's crystal clear what the story is about.  Suzanne writes books with characters having feelings for each other.

Personally, I was good with the story going there, although it was a more mild going there than the usual I read.  Still, it would be pretty wild for Brockmann's usual audience, I guess.  She does reasonably good male viewpoint, except for how the men discuss their feelings with each other, and fall in love at first sight.  She went into a bit of emotional trainwreck for the characters, though there wasn't time in the story for much of it.  Sam and Alyssa's emotional trainwreck of a romance went through several books, and Jules' and Robin's went the better part of two novels, and there were still bits of conflict even into All Through the Night.  Suzanne showed a little of why Adam was as messed up as he was in "When Tony Met Adam."  I don't know if some fans of Jules and Robin would ever forgive him, though.

The story makes much more sense if you've read the Troubleshooter/Seal Team Sixteen novels.  I read them all out of order, and what was in the library, then I collected them and read the ones I hadn't read before.  The story's a definite recommend for Suzanne Brockmann fans who can deal with m/m romance that doesn't close the bedroom door.  I also recommend reading the previous books in order before reading this, if you haven't read the series yet.