60. How can you defend those people?... by Mickey Sherman
Defense Attorney. How can he defend people he knows are guilty? Because they pay him. I was hoping for something philosophical, he just believes that everyone deserves a good defense. I could buy that, but then he waxes on sadly about failing to keep guilty people out of jail, and there, there he loses me. I get the distinct impression that his ego is tied into his job, and he just doesn't care guilty or innocent, except that innocent is easier to win the case with.
61. Moral disorder: stories... by Margaret Atwood
Short stories. Good author. Not so much SF or fantasy, as solid american short stories.
62. Odd Hours... by Dean R. Koontz
He's spoiling the Odd series. He's spoiling the Odd series. HE'S SPOILING THE ODD SERIES. If you are looking for a book that has answers, or even, questions that make sense, this is not for you. The hero? Now blindly follows fate without even questioning what the hell he is doing, or where fate is leading, or who the mysterious pregnant women who knows him is.
Really. The hero doesn't care about why things are happening. And once the hero doesn't care, I find myself also not caring. But unlike the hero, the story doesn't need me to continue. Phooey.
63. Ride a Painted Pony... by Kathleen Eagle.
Romance novel. Again, not with good plot. Not with good sex either. Please, don't bother with this one. It's just not worth the time, unless like me, you find yourself with 3 hours a day on the train. Then it might fill up those hours better than staring out at the landscape. That's not saying much.
64. The Snow Queen... by Mercedes Lackey
Lackluster part of series. You can tell her heart wasn't in it - for romantic fantasy, when the heroine doesn't meet the hero until the very end, has no chemistry with them, you are wondering why the novel is still in the romantic fantasy category.
65. The Second Wives Club: a novel... by Jane Moore.
Amusing. Silly. Another filler of time.
Yep. That was a disappointing trip to the library.