Remember when I said I got a pre-release copy of a book to read? Well, it's by a fellow blogger and writer, Allie Larkin. And when I got that package in the mail, I felt a little thrill. (Well, a big thrill, but whose scale are we using?) I opened the package in front of Gay Boyfriend and he asked why I got a pre-release copy and I said it's because I'm an awesome blogger who gets to do cool stuff like that. Ha! I got to read something private. Private in that no one else was getting to read it but other people who agreed to receive a book and review it on their blog. I'm a reader. If there's anything that defines me, it is that. I may think I'm a writer in my more ego-driven moments, but I'm definitely a reader. And that needs no explanation. I gobble books. I have an eating disorder with books.
So I gathered up my usual apparatus; cigarettes, lighter, book, phone and Kool-Aid (It was Grape at the time, but now I'm on a Cherry kick.) and took to the swing in the backyard where all that is good in the world happens. I can't read a book with a cover on it, so that was dispensed forthwith and I had at it. And I read until I couldn't see anymore. Then I came inside and read some more. And I didn't finish it that night. I tried so very hard to keep my eyeballs open, but it didn't happen. And it did NOT get past me that the main character got drunk on Kool-Aid and vodka (Oh sweet, sweet Vodka.) and bought a dog off the internet. That was SO totally something I would have done while drunk.
But here's a few pictures of what I DIDN'T get done while I was finishing the book. Picking up cat toys. They had a blast. Having them all over the place.
I didn't make my bed nor wash the sheets. In fact, they may or may not have gotten washed in the meantime, but whatever. I live alone. Who cares?
And I most certainly did NOT put my laundry away. I'm a horrible person. Or something.
This is a captivating book. It held my attention. And not many books do that. I'll read a few chapters and then start another one, looking for THE ONE. Well, this was THE ONE. And I dispensed with other titles until it was finished. Fun. Romantic. I refuse to tell you anything more about the plot, because you have to read it yourself. A total summer read that I completely enjoyed. Go get it. I mean it. As a person who should make a profession out of reading books, this was a keeper.
And I may or may not have gone online looking for dogs after I read it.
Well. I did.
I don't have one.