I've started reading a new book. I liked the title. I know, you can't judge a book by it's...cover...and the title is even less than the cover. But it was also on the New York Times Best Seller List so I thought, "what the heck" and "why not?"
I picked it up and I'm about half way through the 345 pages. But this isn't my usual type of book. It's slower than I usually like and there is to much "real" drama in the story. I usually prefer horror - 'cuz it's not as horrible as some of the stuff that happens in homes across America. But this keeps me reading. I don't know. Maybe I'll make it to end of the book. I don't know.
But right now, I'm going to get back to it.
Gillian Flynn must have done something write 'cuz I'm still reading and, like I said, this isn't my usual choice for a book to curl up in bed with and twiddle away the hours.
summer of sloth
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