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A Movie Review

Hey again, everyone. I went to a movie today and really enjoyed it. It was a flick with Cameron Diaz and Tom Cruise called Knight and Day. It's a fast-paced, funny, spy flick and I'd give it 3 stars out of four. I really think my novel KGB Retirement Program would make a good movie. It would certainly have some classic one-liners.
Hey, the book industry is interesting right now, don't you think? I really feel that e-books should be a fraction of the cost of paper books. Recently I paid $12 for a "copy" of James Lee Burke's The Rain Gods in e-book format. I'm still kicking my own butt over that one.
I buy quite a few e-books and several paper books. The other day I was eager to buy the new book by Nelson DeMille called The Lion. I went to Books-a-Million and they wanted $26 for the hardcover. Do they have a death wish? I stopped by Wal-Mart and bought the same book for $15. To be honest with you the e-book wasn't much less. No e-book should be more than seven or eight bucks, in my humble opinion. After all there is almost no expense involved compared to a regular book.
Well, it's 3AM and time for all youngsters like myself to snooze. Thanks for listening to my ramblings.
CE Wills from the sticks.

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