Good morning, Stroock's Books reader(s) and happy 2026.
For logistical reasons we were actually up for the ball drop last night. So was everyone else. As we write this the house is quiet.
We also awoke to see a dusting of snow. Was that predicted? We don't think that was predicted.
The new furnace is installed with a new dumb thermostat. The thermostat isn't smart. It's not even touch screen. Just set the button to the temp you want and walk away. It's just glorious. It took the new system about 6 hours to get on temperature after a day without heat.
We don't make New Year's resolutions, but we have plans for 2026. What follows are those plans.*
Personal...
We'd like to be less anxious [Wouldn't we all-Ed].
The Gym...
We'd like to start a new workout regimen. We've no idea what that should be.
The Things.
We're sitting on World War 1990: Ireland. Half-finished lie World War 1990: Thatcher's War, and World War 1990: The Managua Campaign. We also have three stories for a fifth nuke novel. We plan to publish these this year.*
Viewing last year's sales data, in which the top four Great Nuclear War of 1975 novels were leaders, there's no reason not to finished that 5th nuke novel. The 5th novel also affords us the opportunity to write stories more driven by character and personality. January 2027? We could also get really ambitious.
*We plan. God laughs. For as it is written in the Talmud, 'We planneth and god laugheth. God doth laugh. Lo, our plans go awry like Pharoah who wanted to swim in the Nile, only to be devoured by a crocodile.'
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