I fell off the wagon with a mighty thump yesterday [anyone hear it?]
(but was I ever on the wagon ... or just running alongside yelling "Jump!")
anyways ...
I just "happened" to be browsing the Kindle store
(I have a list of 'classic' authors that I read in pbook form that I periodically check to see if publishers have added their backlist titles to the ebook catalog)
when I found .... [cue screams of joy here]
Patricia Wentworth's "Miss Silver" detective books
AND
Anne Perry's Charolette & Thomas Pitt detective books
AND
Things went dark for a few minutes ....
And I heard violins playing ....
And a roaring in my ears ....
[and the muted shrieking of my wounded credit card]
When my eyes finally focused on my computer screen ....
My index finger was aching, still poised over the "Buy Now With 1-Click" button, and my email notification indicated I had ..... errrr ..... "several" new emails from Amazon confirming my ..... errrr .....
purchases ....
I ran to my Kindle and activated the Wi-Fi .... and to my inexpressible horror
new books downloaded & appeared on my Home screen!
How could this have happened?
What will my friends in the Addicts club think of me?
How could I be so weak?
Is there any hope left for my shattered psyche?
Have to go read now ......