In the Mail: Vegas Knights.

I forget who recommended Vegas Knights to me: it’s supposed to be what happens when magic collides with Las Vegas. I look forward to reading it, assuming that the six other books floating around half-read stop looking at me reproachfully. And that’s not even counting the stuff on my phone.

Sorry. I am feeling so amazingly lazy today. Maybe because I have at least two deadlines scheduled for this weekend? Or because it’s just cold out.