I might as well just admit it ~ I don’t take time to read as much as I’d like to. This winter I started a book. I was so excited, as it was from one of my favorite authors, in one of my favorite genres…scary.
Having had three pretty serious colds this winter, I thought a good book would be quite soothing. With a box of Kleneex by my side, my fleecy blanket keeping me warm I started on what I thought would be a perfect escape from focusing on my plugged up nose and watery eyes. I read. I read some more. I became increasingly confused and completely disengaged in the story. What had become of my author? Could it be she stopped writing fiction and began pouring her own issues into that of her characters? Tres boring! Vague and erroneous titles were given to people, events, and yes, even trees put me off most of all. I had no idea what was going on.
I tried and tried for several nights to continue the story, hoping it would get better, hoping it would engage me. I put it down for a week and went back to it. It didn’t become any more clear, it continued to irritate me, and worst of all, it wasn’t scary at all.
The book is on my bedside table with the bookmark removed. I couldn’t bear to go on with it.
I’m disappointed with my former “favorite” author and wish she could get off her high horse and write like she used to when she lived in the Garden District. Luckily I kept some of my favorites from her, written back in the day when she had more imagination and less issues.
My third (and hopefully final) cold of the season has waned, but I’m still going to try to read. I want a story to take me away from the pressures of the day. I want something that keeps me interested, entertained, intrigued. Charlotte not only recommended one, but also lent it to me. It’s not scary, but she said it’s a page-turner, so that’s where my reading adventures will go next. Charlotte always knows the good books.
Have you had time to read a book lately? What’s your favorite? Do you have any suggestions for me?
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