The wind picked up, blowing depleted uranium shell casings across the cracked and pitted asphalt and into the gutter. Dust devils hung in the razor wire, alongside the rags and specters of Third Platoon. A bloody bunch of dog tags hanging from a wooden peg outside the Captain’s shredded canvas tent twisted in the wind. Captain John Mason swung his legs over the side of his cot, shoved his bare feet inside his cracked leather boots, picked up his carbine and strode out of the tent. Reveille was an hour away, if the bugler wasn’t already dead…
In my opinion, Chris from www.aarluuk.blogspot.com, gearing up for a Read-a-thon, squaring away your books, beverages and literary bayonets, is more like a black op than a status update. While Jack Reacher books, Fantasy and Sci-Fi epics are considered essential holiday reading material, most guys would have a hard time considering reading those same books for a whole 24 hours.
“You’re gonna do what?”
And it stops right there. There’s no need to say more. The mission is compromised. And yet, it’ll take a good 24 hours to make even a dent in the Game of Thrones books – even if you do skip all the chapters with Sansa. So what’s the big deal? Why are a lot of guys reading in the shadows instead of posting their progress and getting psyched about the amount of snacks and TBR stacks they are going to nail during Dewey’s read-a-thon?
We could be.
But we’re not.
But let’s play with the idea of what might happen in a more balanced read-a-thon where the guys were just as active as the girls.
There would be less vampire romance and more vampires. Period. Cozy mysteries would have to compete with classic coups, heists, bank jobs and hostile takeovers. The list of classics being read would include an equal weighting of characters like Fitzwilliam Darcy and George Smiley. Instead of purely tortured romantic heroes like Heathcliff, there would be, like it or not, more torture and John J. Rambo would take matters into his own hands… again. No opera per se, but space opera a-plenty. Heavy hitters in the Sci-Fi world like Peter F. Hamilton would blur the lines between the genres of horror and the classic space romp, but there would still be time to relax with a Frank Miller graphic novel, or even one by Neil Gaiman. We can all agree on Gaiman and here’s the key: we can all, guys and girls, agree on books. Period.
Dewey’s is about books. Books are cool. They take you places. Dewey’s is all about streaming books, for 24 hours. Tired of waiting for your favorite literary series to be dramatized?
For 24 hours.
Consider this a call to arms. It’s time to lock and load with your favorite action and adventure read. We can learn a lot from our literary sisters – it’s all in the details. Pace yourself – it’s a long mission, and a long way to the LZ.
On my last mission, I went on a bit of a Steampunk rampage with a mix of YA books, a graphic novel based on the television series Firefly, and good intentions to get stuck into The Difference Engine. Balance and variety is good – the dangers of being ambushed by the sofa or even the hardwood floor are high… I’m just going to rest here for a few minutes… you go on without me…
Consider Dewey’s a high risk mission with plenty of pitfalls requiring planning and commitment. The higher the risk – the greater the reward.
Load up on snacks, light reads, quick reads and maybe a single heavy-hitter, like the one you have been saving for “when you have time”. Guess what? You finally have time.
So, take a day out of your calendar, plan your mission, and dig in. You’re in it for the duration, but we’ve got your back. No one gets left behind.
Mason knelt beside the body of the soldier. He picked up the twisted bugle and studied it. Beyond the razor wire, the flicker of movement caught his eye. Tossing the bugle to one side, Mason slid a new round into the chamber and stared down the iron sights at the horde assembling in the rubble where the mall used to be. It was time.