Summer is here! We’ve got Pillow Talk Books. Mysteries. Sweet Romance. Paranormal. Whatever suits your fancy. $150 in Gift Cards. That’ll buy a beach towel and some suntan lotion.
It’s a crime to spend the summer without a good crime read. Or suspense, or mystery, or any story that you would like to read in one sitting. Summer is the best moment to take on a book that you should read non-stop because suspense could kill you. Especially if you are on holidays. Even if you still have to do all the things women do, plus packing and unpacking, tracking swimsuits and sandals or sweeping ice cream and watermelon stains from sun kissed little faces. Here is a great selection of books to keep you on your toes. Some are crime and mystery, all are intense. All either Free or 99c for your enjoyment.
No, I wasn’t born under a rock, but I was born during the Depression which means I am not a Millennial. My kids aren’t even Millennials. What I am is O.L.D. and I’m trying to grasp artificial intelligence. An online dictionary says AI is a noun: the theory and development of computer systems able to perform tasks that normally require human intelligence, such as visual perception, speech recognition, decision-making, and translation between languages. Also, AI can drive cars–which I’m not
allowed to do, so that piqued my interest. 
Worldwide and USA events are taking up space in my heart and mind. Hurricanes Harvey and Irma have touched me, my family, good friends and many of my writer colleagues. The 8.1 earthquake in Juchitan, Mexico, an area rich in history, did not get a huge amount of coverage, And even if it did, few of us had television, radio, cell phones or Internet services to learn of it. I know of the area only through 
Well, most of us do. We indie authors are up against it. One lament I hear every single time I visit a forum or a Facebook group is: “I can’t afford _______.” Just fill in the blank. Some of us lie to ourselves because we don’t want to afford those services. And gosh, it sounds just fine to plead poverty. Gives the image of the struggling author living in a cold-water garret suffering for his craft. Some consider publishing a book an adventure. “Hey, if I make a little money on the side, great. If not, I’m in the groove. I’m a published author.” Chatting that up on a first date, or with the carpool mommies, or at cocktail parties has more cachet than saying, “I work at Walmart.” 
