By the light of my book lamp and with my head ducked under the covers so as not to disturb my husband, I read. And I was transported. I left my bedroom, my thoughts of work and my life behind and stepped into the 1960s deep South. And from the moment I put the book down, I've been dying to get back.
There's a very good chance ya'll might not hear from me again until I finish this book. If you're looking for something to keep you entertained while I'm gone, I've got just the book for you... :)
*When labeling this post, I realized this is first time I've used the label "books." Yet there are 13 posts labeled "tv talk." 122 posts and I've yet to write about a book? Holy crap, this blog is even more superficial than I thought. I'm sad for me.