As I might have mentioned once or twice, I recently came out with a book. While working on that book, I basically only read books that had to do with the one I was writing, and that meant very little reading for pleasure (even the relevant novels were generally bad or felt like homework). Since my book’s come out, I’ve been trying to catch up on fun reading. I started with graphic novels (i.e. fancy comic books). I read a whole bunch of stuff I’ve missed (including a lot of titles by Joss Whedon who, obviously is my master now). On my way out of town, I picked a copy of a Stephen Hunter book – The Day Before Midnight – which I liked a lot, even though it was more than a bit dated (on the advice of readers, I’ve been looking for Hunter’s Swagger series, but they’ve actually been hard to find). Then, at my sister-in-laws, I picked up an old copy of the Harlan Coben thriller (mystery?) Tell No One, and after the first 20 or so pages (which I hated), I couldn’t put it down. I wondered while reading it, Why don’t they make movies like this anymore? Well, what’s weird is that this was the first book like that I’ve read in like a decade and then I discover, via Ross, that the French have just made it into a movie, and a good one at that. What are the odds?