An untrampled scorpion troubles no one.
She smiles at him, too young to know him for a stranger, and too innocent yet to care.
When I read, I'm either reading to learn, or I'm reading to switch off.
The surfeit of bad trends pushes me to set my stories in worlds which are often diminished versions of our own present.
The future looks a bit bleak to me.
For pleasure, I'll read military sf, or Elmore Leonard capers, anything that's fast and fun. Otherwise, I mostly pick at books, without any clear focus.