I love books.

I absolutely love to read. And I especially love to be swept up in the fantasy world of a good book. I love feeling like I'm part of someone's creativity. And I love/hate the post-good book let-down. I love finishing a book because that means I know what happens, but I don't love it because it also means that the world is over, and unless there's a reasonable need for a sequel, there's really no way to revisit that world in quite the same way.

I just read Jessica Day George's "Princess of the Midnight Ball" and I'm feeling the emptiness of having finished a good book. I really enjoy her writing...it's well-written to the point that I'm not distracted by typos or inconsistencies; whether there were any, I'm not sure...none stood out to me at the time. This was a definite "I like this book" response -- thank goodness it was not an "I'm not sure how I feel" experience. I hate that -- there are too many books and/or movies out there that are just nothing to me...I walk away from seeing said movie or reading said book completely uncommitted to a definitive point of view. I'd rather know right off the bat how I feel. I don't want to have to work too hard to figure out whether I liked it or not.

Needless to say, I liked this book. And the dozen flower names didn't bother me as much as I thought it might.

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  1. Have I told you lately that we love you????? Happy Valentine's Day!!!:-)

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