The cloud as a Silva lining

While the world was lining up for Harry Potter #7.5, my wife was eyeing the calendar, eager for July 19th. Today is the release day for the new Daniel Silva novel, Portrait of a Spy. (It's also release day for Pearl by the awesome Jo Knowles.) As faithful reader(s) of this blog know, my wife once set aside a Stephanie Meyer book when the newest Daniel Silva arrived. Last year, I begged an editor at Penguin for a copy, so I could be the coolest husband on the planet. This year, my wife saw an offer to pre-order a signed copy. Yesterday, after finding out she placed the order with standard shipping, which could take a week or longer, I saw another chance to be a hero. Just as she has this other man in her life, I've been sleeping with the enemy myself, in the form of a Kindle. (Given to me by my wife.) As faithful reader(s) know, I'm not a big fan of Amazon, having been one of the many writers who vanished from their site when they got into an argument with Macmillan. But some things trump politics -- spousal heroics being an obvious example. Last night, I asked her if she'd like to be able to read the book the next morning. Affirmative. So I ordered it from the cloud. The Kindle will be all hers for a day or two. She'll be all Daniel Silva's. And that's fine.