2020, am I right?
Luckily we can end it with some fun. So break out those Amazon gift cards that everyone got everyone else for Christmas this year, because here it is, the “live and in-person” reveal of the 2021 Reading List for Indie Book Club!
For those of you that don't “like to watch things,” and would “rather read stuff,” we’ve gone the extra mile to make it easy for you. Below you’ll find the complete breakdown of the 2021 Book List, arranged by month with the title, author, genre, and a purchase link for each book. Take a look, and if any strike your fancy, go ahead and treat yo’ self. …
2021 appears to be just as batsh*t crazy as its younger sibling that shall not be named. Luckily, this month’s Indie Book Club sends us back to a simpler time and place: The Mafia-ruled streets of 1950s Las Vegas.
Ah, December. A time for figgy pudding and decking the halls — and, as the end of the year approaches, a time for reflection. What happened? What did you accomplish? What do you wish you had done differently, and what do you want to change in the new year?
Every year, we ask ourselves these questions. This year…hoo boy, is there a lot of ground to cover, particularly when it comes to that last question. If you could go back to the beginning of 2020, what would you change?
In that spirit, we proudly present our closing entry to the Indie Book Club 2020. …
Welcome to the November Edition of the Indie Book Club! This month marks an IBC first: our very first preview-review of a book that is yet to be released!
Okay, so it comes out in just a few days. But pre is still pre, no matter how wee.
Happy Halloween, spooky book fans.
Hey, maybe there’s a genre portmanteau in that. If “spoopy” can be a thing, why not “sbooky”? As in “a spooky book”?
Anyway…to celebrate this chilling time of year, this month’s Indie (S)Book(y) Club features a piece by a long-time Nevadan with a long history of ghost hunting — and the first-hand stories to provide it.
28 weeks since it all began.
Twenty. Eight. Weeks.
Before I continue to the “big ideas” stuff, let me give you a brief update on the state of things here in sunny, not-on-fire-just-yet Las Vegas.
Nevada is no longer in the full lockdown/quarantine it was under when I wrote the 28 Days counterpart. The resorts have opened, as have restaurants and even (as of last week), bars. I know, I know-opening these recreation-type activities sounds cavalier and morally irresponsible. But you have to understand that, unlike pretty much everywhere else in the country, casinos aren’t just a big industry in Nevada-they are the ONLY industry. That’s a Problem with a capital P, and I’m not disputing that. …
Cover Image: The Bellagio Fountains on March 14th, 2020 (top), and April 19th, 2020 (bottom).
We walked almost a mile before we got to the Strip, passing several massive hotel parking structures as we went, all mostly empty with their entrances blocked off. Outside the Cromwell I almost expected the flower and smoke smell to come wafting out of the wide main entrance. Instead, glass doors sealed the entrance, reinforced with a chunk of wooden two-by-four wedged into the handles. Even without the sign plastered in the window, it clearly read CLOSED.