Never Ceese Always Starts

Sue Dent recently scrawled a comment here at my private journal. Clearly, the woman is a ninja, because very few have ever gotten past my balance traps, caltrops and pastry-spectre and lived to leave grafitti.

So, out of grudging respect for her stealth and moxie, I thought I'd mention* her novel Never Ceese. At the amazon site, you can read an excerpt (my initial thoughts - good writing, intriguing premise, knows the genre, brings something new early on in the chapter) and order the book.

Not having read the book yet, I can nevertheless highly recommend it for, uhm, humans who like letters that are put together in patterns to form words. Also turning paper pages with thumbs or fingers. If either of those are musts for you, I guarantee you'll like pushing the thin swatches of tree pulp and decoding its inkstains.

Sue Dent can be hunted down on the internet at, of all places, http://suedent.blogspot.com/

Incidentally, my thumbs and fingers are 88% fatty tissue, 6% concrete. They seek same. Which is why my stories are likewise - 88% fatty tissue, 6% concrete.** Just like my sandwiches.***

*to myself, of course. Not you. You aren't even supposed to be here.

**Which is why no one reads them.

***Which is why no one eats them.

UPDATE: A shameless propagandist mentioned her new site http://www.suedent.net/ - I'm not going to snitch on the tipster but her name rhymes with "Sue Dent."