If you've read any of my blog posts on books or genres I like to read, or are a fairly close personal friend, you know I tend to read 3-5 books at a time. Usually I read different genres to simplify keeping up with plots, story lines, and information gathering. You also know I tend to be fairly eclectic but lean more heavily toward novels of suspense, thriller, legalese, sifi, fantasy, and mysteries. I have also been known to pick up the occasional (very occasional mind you) biography or true crime story--but usually only if it's written by a favorite author. Then there is my spiral-bound, color-photo laden, cookbook collection. Spiral bound for ease of use. Color photos so I can see what it's supposed to look like. And cookbook, because I am always in search of a mouthwatering, easy to fix, delight to the taste buds offering that would make Gordon Ramsay and his ilk declare me the winner of any cooking contest--except Worlds Worst Chef. Without having seen a show like that, I'm pretty sure, if entered, I could win it hands down. I am a kitchen menace. But I digress.
My current reads are limited to three: a book for my spiritual journey and its companion workbook for growth, an educational book for my own personal and professional edification, and a mindless romp in some fluff--this is my term for what the industry terms "cozies" whether they have an "off screen" murder or not. The current fluff has murder included.
Not only am I down in the number of simultaneous reads, I'm struggling with completing the two non-fluff books I'm reading. But, the good news is I'm racing through my To Be Read fluff stack. So of course I'm finding more ways to ramp up my To Be Read stacks.
As my current fluff journey draws rapidly to a vapid end--an end I could predict two thirds of the way in--my heart has been warmed by Amazon Prime: they informed me this morning my latest order would be delivered today.
After cleaning the floors last night I rewarded myself by ordering two fluffy books and a package of three dual-action microfiber mopheads. I purchased them with some of my PrimeRewards, so they were "free" to me. Since I cleaned the floors last night, guess what I'll be doing tonight...
A new read arriving on my doorstep the morning of the day I would need it? Was it fate? Was it perfect timing? Or was it creepy SpyWare?
This bookish girl could get used to that action--as long as it wasn't creepy spyware.
Almost.
As long as it was fate or perfect timing. The spyware thing is a little more concerning.
I wonder...
Since they: Amazon, Facebook, Google, and the techie industry et al, are stalking my every keystroke, verbalization, and thought--or so it seems--and they seem to be able to anticipate my every need, even before I actually knoh w I need something, can they do that with all my needs?
If they can, I would never have to put on my bra and shoes and face crowds, long checkout lines, self-check lines that bark at me, mathmatically challenged cashiers, or rude, obnoxiously overbearing salespeople ever again. All of which are the reason I had redeemable PrimeRewards.
This world-weary girl could get used to the absence of shopping stress.
Except...
Are Hal 2001 and Jeeves, becoming the new Mr. Right? Ugh. The horror.
Are Google Girl and Alexa the tech-version of blond-haired, blue-eyed cheerleader types we loathe, but secretly want to be? I don't know if I'm smart enough or tech-savy enough to get away with her demise.
All this convenience is still a little too BigBrotherOrwellian for this paranoid girl.
Besides, I'm down to my last DDP and as fast as they are, I'm thinking Prime can't deliver in the next twenty minutes. Now UberEats or WaitR are a couple of horses of other colors....
Alas, they would only be a bandaid fix.
I need face the facts: I must put on my Big Girl Panties (and bra and shoes) and go to a Family Reunion--besides, I haven't seen any of My People in a while.
Well, except on You Tube.
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