
I’m a huge fan of e-books. The sheer utility of them. The convenience of being able to transport your library of books in a thumbdrive, rather than a collection of crates. The freedom to choose what to read while you’re en route, rather than before you start your travels. The comfort of being able to read in a darkened room.
But… I grew up with real books. And I can’t disagree with the argument that there’s something uniquely special about reading a physical book: the tangible physicality of it, the feel (and smell) of the pages; the sensation that you’re holding something more than just a collection of printed words.
It’s fairly analogous to recorded music. I buy all my music digitally these days (or buy CDs and rip them to FLAC). But nothing will ever come close to the experiences of those times, decades ago, when we would rush home with our latest long-playing album purchase, and immerse ourselves in the almost-religious experience of admiring album art and studying liner notes while listening to new tracks for the very first time. And the sound: digital music is so much more technically ‘accurate’ – but I often do miss the warmth of the ‘even-order harmonics’ generated from a vinyl disc being played on a turntable.
So, I’m thrilled to be able to announce that Sleepwalking to Hades is now available in paperback. Perfectly timed as a stocking-filler for the discerning thriller reader!
Available from Amazon.com via the link below. (Also available from other countries’ Amazon marketplaces.)



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