L.S. Engler

100 Books

  • RoW80 Check-In: March 4th.

    ”       ‘You know, Locke,’ he said amicably, once he walked beside his friend again, ‘I really don’t see why you’re in such a hurry to return to Kyano. Here, there is an endless feast of exotic treasures. There’s excitement and beautiful women around every turn.’        ‘Yes,’ Locke murmured, ‘remind yourself of these pleasure the…

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  • Row80 Check-In: February 29th!

    “Then something moved, causing the laughter to halt and seize his throat tightly. He stiffened, reaching for the dagger on his belt, and he slowly turned. There was a figure with him in the alley, tall and slim, and Locke was prepared to shove the dagger into its gut when a voice rang out. ‘Locke,…

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  • RoW80 Check-in: February 26th!

    “‘Check the gardens,’ she said, leaning over to retrieve the coins, with an arch of her back that could only be intentional. ‘If I’m not there, maybe you could save me from the kitchens.’ Fascinated by how her small breasts hung when she bent forward, Gilferen was already imagining how they’d fit in his cupped…

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  • The 100 Books Project: Saving Fish from Drowning.

    “All this talk of oblivion, of wanting nothing and becoming nothing, seems rather contradictory from a Buddhist sense. The Buddha did all this and be became so much a nobody that he became famous, the biggest nobody of them all. And he will never disappear because fame has made him immortal. But I do admire…

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  • RoW80 Check-In: February 22nd.

    “Dropping down into the cool shadows between the wall of the third tier and a building on the second, Locke could finally breathe. He even let himself smile, which slowly worked its way into a chuckle, and the next thing he knew, the adrenaline of the escape had rendered him laughing like a lunatic. He…

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  • The 100 Books Project: Red.

    “Whatever demons haunted him retreated so that, when he looked up at me, his face was no longer menacing. It was just heartbreakingly sad, marked by the kind of loss that scars a person. I knew it because I saw the same expression in the mirror every day.” <Red by Kait Nolan Since a lot…

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  • RoW80 Check-In: February 19th.

    “Locke swept into a bow, made an elaborate show out of backing up into another confused and affronted stranger, and turned on his heel to scamper away.” Sunday morning is upon us again, the sun streaking through my kitchen window in a way that makes me second guess what I have my laptop set up…

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  • RoW 80 Check-In: February 15th!

    “When the woman looked up at Locke’s apology, her eyes seemed to stare straight into him, and she blinked owlishly. They seemed so large, those yes, and lost until a frown folded her brow in. ‘I’m fine,’ she said. ‘Do I know you?’” It’s hard to believe, yet again, that Wednesday is already here. I…

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  • The 100 Books Project: Bloodsucking Fiends.

    “His writer mind kicked in and he thought, This woman could break my heart. I could crash and burn on this woman. I could lose this woman, drink heavily, write profound poems, and die in the gutter of tuberculosis over this woman.” “Bloodsucking Fiends: A Love Story” by Christopher Moore While I don’t necessarily believe…

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  • RoW80 Check-in: February 12th!

    “Those arms were thick as trunks, corded with veins and muscles, and Locke could only assume he was the woman’s body guard. That complicated matters if he got caught, so Locke would just have to make sure he did not get caught.” It’s a beautiful, bright (and hopefully warmer) Sunday, which means it’s time for…

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