The other day, after I had purchased a couple of ten pound packages of drumsticks at a very low price, I was looking for a new crock pot recipe to cook them for supper. I went to the “A Year of Slow Cooking” blog and found a nice recipe for “oven fried” crock pot drumsticks. It was yummy and everyone ate it (except me, of course).
Meanwhile, I ran across a recent blog post there about a book club. I read a little bit about the book (Kathryn Stockett’s The Help) and took note of the book’s cover. Then, I didn’t think too much more about it.
Until…I was at the library for the summer reading program and noticed the book sitting on the display shelf. I thought, Why not? Why not grab a new book to read? So, I did. And I am so very glad I did. I really liked this book. I so, so, so appreciate a contemporary author who can make me care about the characters and writes well enough to leave out the gratuitous violence, bad language and adult situations. I mean, I really, really like this book for those reasons alone.
But, I had a heightened appreciation beyond it being a well-written novel. I realized how, in the past, I would almost always be reading some book or another (or two or three). While I was reading them, I would think about the story line or the characters off and on throughout the day. But, I haven’t read a new fiction book that really grabbed my attention and made me want to keep reading in quite awhile. And I realized how much I’d missed that. It’s almost like my mind must be occupied at all times and when I read a book, I occupy it with something other than what Flylady chore I need to be doing next or what I’m making for lunch.
So, I’m going to be on the lookout for some new good books. Suggestions are welcomed!
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