I blame my husband. I figure it was his fault.
See, he wanted to go to the desert–and I’m not talking about sagebrush, cactus and tumbleweed desert. No: I’m talking sand dunes as far as the eye can see.
I’m talking the Sahara. Continue reading
I’ve been wanting to post about the Sagrada Familia and was hoping today would be the day. Instead, a discussion with my husband has sparked a change of topic.
So, apparently the American Authors Guild’s latest suit against Google Books is demanding $750 per book, for illegal copying and distribution.
This seems absurd to me.