It's quiet here today. Brendan has gone off to meet a mate and spend the day at the Launceston Gorge which gives Marilyn and me the house to ourselves ... just the way we like it. We're expecting a Coles' order to arrive shortly but that might be the most exciting experience we have all day. I;'m still playing with my new Kobo reader, working out how to load new books on to it. It's not like the old one where I simply dragged the books from one device to another. With this new model, I have to download the books from the external drive to the computer desktop, eject that drive, plug in the Kobo and drag and drop the books to that. It won't work if both devices are plugged in at the same time.
It's all a learning experience.
My reading tastes have changed too. I no longer enjoy lengthy, highly-detailed thrillers. Instead, I'm reading shorter books with less complicated plots. At the moment I'm reading MC Beaton and Alexander McCall-Smith. If I lose the thread of the plot between one reading session and another it doesn't matter. I can't stand re-reading to get back on track.
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