We're sitting in the office listening to to Lonestar, No News (us country hicks!), and watching the sun shine outside. Hopefully it means the snow is leaving us and beautiful Spring is joining us.
Last time the Hubby and I were in Edmonton, we made our usual trip to Chapters. I could spend all day in that store but Hubby isn't so eager. He loves books and reading, but he gets antsy in any store (I tried bringing him to IKEA and we walked in the store, rode the escalator to the second floor and he slumped into chair "I'm exhausted!"). I, on the other hand, could spend all day looking at books, checking out new authors and drinking Starbucks.
I finished my latest book yesterday. Ruth Richards, writing as Barbara Vine (and it says this on the cover. I don't understand why they do that! if you're going to have a pen name, why announce it?), writes about a family where the husband, a famous author, dies. The daughter is asked by his publisher if she will write a memoir of her life with the famous author. In doing so, she discovers he isn't who he said he was.
At first, the book was super slow. It seemed to go at the pace of real life. It could have been that I set it aside too often. I was tempted to put it aside and read another of my books but I'm stubborn and couldn't abandon it. It got better and more interesting the more I read. By the end, I was dying to see what would happen but surprised at the ending. It was "interesting" but not in the way I expected...at all.
I'm not sure if I'm going to read another of this authors books. It was thought provoking, which is always good, but it was really different and I'm still not sure if that was a good thing.
At the same time, I don't count the purchase of this book as negative.
I'm so indecisive aren't I? (: