I am reading, I swear.
Just not as fast or as much as I normally do.
I am spending a lot of time in the yard,
cutting grass, planning a garden…
and the bulk of my reading right now
comes from a text book
about quantum computing and binary representation
and other stuff that
occasionally makes my brain feel like smushy-mush.
I read Waiting for Joe
in May…and made a note in my phone about it after
that actually just kind of caught me by surprise:
“It was…meh.
Sad & depressing like a cold rainy day
where the sun
never comes out.
A bleak existence.
A sad set of lives."
And then I gave it 2.5 hearts.
I’m not sure that it was the writing that bothered me
as much as it was the subject…
sad, hopeless, bleak, lonely.
And maybe that is just too much for me
right now.
Maybe, right now,
I just want sunshine and unicorns
and candy colored rainbows.
I’m a grown-up.
It’s my prerogative.
:)
(But…in the book’s defense,
normally, as soon as I finish a book
my brain seems to delete it from my memory bank.
But, the characters seemed to have
stayed with me for this one…
so I guess that says something.)
Also…I am starting something new…
I have decided I am not keeping as many books anymore.
So, for some of these, like this one,
if you want to read it
and have a book you would like to trade….
hit me up.
:)
2.5 ♥’s out of 5 ♥♥♥♥♥’s
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