Today I am in a funk. Yep. A classic case of the I'm-feeling-sorry-for-myself blues. I think perhaps what I need is to get on the train and take it home, where my baby and the chief will be waiting with open arms to greet me. That usually does the trick.
I'm finishing up Ray Bradbury's Dandelion Wine, and while I did enjoy it, it wasn't one of those books that moved me. I just spent half of my lunch in Books-A-Million trying to find something that would by chance call out to me. But I failed at that.
So I'm going to wind up on a plane come Friday (to see my besties in KC for Gracie's bridal shower/bachelorette party, woo woo!) and I'm going to be without a book to read. That frightens me! So tell me...do any of you sweet readers have a book for moi to stick my nose in? Preferably something that is ASTOUNDING (no pressure), that won't put me to snooze, that won't take me years to read but will be definitely worth my time and effort? Anybody?
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