Monday, July 26, 2010

Sunglasses Helped. And Earplugs. And The Poker Game Itself.

[Image Uncredited - Courtesy of Cara de Poker]

At night, if he slept at all, his dreams were turbo-charged nightmares that spat him into waking consciousness flash-fried on adrenaline. He was taking a protracted break from sleep. He couldn't take the stress anymore. All-night poker was more restful.
-Shannon McKenna, Fade to Midnight

1 comment:

Violet said...

LOVE the photo, and I can't wait to read the book.