NEW AND UNUSUAL NOTE FROM LB: Last week I debuted a new column and in the process made a few comparisons to our “old place” back in the Ozarks.
That would have been that, but:
One thing I neglected to say in last week’s post is that where we’re living not only looks much different from Cloud Creek Ranch, it also looks much different from the way the property did when we first moved in, as a result of adjacent land being bought, sold, built on, renewed, and all that sort of thing.
So it turns out that $14.99 is not such an unusual price for a Kindle book.
I know because Gwen the Beautiful – among many others – has told me so, with Gwen adding that fifteen bucks is par for the course in terms of the science books she devours via that very source.
THE USUAL NOTE FROM LB: From the summer of 2002 to the spring of 2010, Gwen the Beautiful and I were the proud and often exhausted owners of a beautiful Ozarks property we called Cloud Creek Ranch.
In many ways, the ranch was paradise. But it was a paradise with a price that started going up before we even knew it existed. Here’s another Monday musing about our adventure and the lessons we learned.
But you already suspected as much, yeah?
Here’s the salient paragraph in IndieWire’s report on last week’s ratings:
Back in 2001, after the demise of FoxKids TV, Haim Saban’s U.S. production company, and, therefore, Spider-Man unlimited and my last show for both corporations, Diabolik, I used the time I now had – and the disgust I felt about the whole way my second career (AKA the animation writing thing) had gone – to write a novel.
It was based on a true story, and I worked very closely with the subject of that story, a cardio-thoracic surgeon who had unfairly lost his medical license because, in his own words, “I’m a major league asshole.”
And, truth to tell, he was.