No, I have not gotten to reading your books, yet. My pile is very high, I know. It grows and grows.
I also must write books of my own. Seriously, I’m close enough to the end o’ this draft, I can smell the bottle of wine that is to be my reward.
I just have to kill like three more people, okay! Also, a troll! Oh, and I have to unkill a couple people, too. Apparently, I needed them later and I thought I wouldn’t.
The only thing I’ve been reading is the same book, very very slowly and only a touch at a time. Because I’m writing.
Back to work I go…