I got the Queers of La Vista collection directly from Riptide rather than get Gays of Our Lives on sale at Amazon. I had $5 in "eBook Bucks," or "Riptide Bucks" or whatever they call them at Riptide, so I got some discount on the collection, after the regular collection discount. Gays of Our Lives may be the only one in the series that the guys on the Gay Book Forum read. The second one is a lesbian romance. The third is m/f, with a transman as the male protagonist. The f had always identified as a lesbian, and needs to redefine herself. The fourth is a m/m/m menage, and I know some of the guys (and women) on the Gay Book Forum don't like menages. The fifth, due to be published in a couple of months, is another lesbian romance. The series seems suitable for a pansexual person to read, or a straight woman who doesn't mind f/f romance. One would think that a lesbian romance would be fine with me, but I'm not as into reading that as I am in reading m/m, or even in reading m/f.
I found out that Torquere Press is closing. I checked, and I'd gotten Phoenix by Racheline Maltese and Erin McRae when it first came out, so I have the series so far. I had also read "Evergreen" already. Fortunately, the authors got their rights back, and Starling will be republished on Valentine's Day 2017.
I have an appointment today.
I chatted a bit with A.W.
A few hours later: I made it to my appointment, and then made the inevitable shopping trip. P. and Z. liked the elf scarf that T. gave me. I picked up dinner again. Mom thinks she has bronchitis. I hope she doesn't share. She is going to see Dr. G. first thing tomorrow morning.
Mom and I watched another episode of "Call the Midwife."
Dad put out the birdfeeder and put some food in it. I put out the red pepper suet.
I brought in one last geranium that hadn't died yet. It's supposed to be well below freezing tomorrow. The 'Maid of Orleans' sambac jasmine has a flower bud.
Later than that: I watched the last two episodes of season 5 of "Call the Midwife." Mom will weep and weep at the season finale. I nearly wept.
Later still: I finished rereading the third book of Call the Midwife. It told what had happened to the midwives after Nonnatus House closed, but ended with the closing.