is that it has to end. There are some books you keep wanting to put down each time to you try to get sucked in. Those books go back to the library ASAP. Then, there are those books that you speed through, anxious to find out what's next. These are the books you bring to read in the carpool on the way to work (until you get a headache), take to the gym at your lunch break (and later look longingly at while responding to emails), and finish while curled up in your grandfather's favorite leather chair that now sits in your apartment. That's what I did with my most recent library book, anyway. Melissa Senate's
The Secret of Joy was a (can you guess?) joyous read. It sucked me in, kept my attention, and made me crave bits of solitude where I could read, read, read.
But now I've finished. What to do next? I wandered around last night wondering if I should start another book from my library stack. Would it be as good? Would I get sucked into the story or would I skim the pages, waiting for something to grab hold of my attention? I decided to take my chances. I'm a few pages into a book called The Second Draft of My Life. Jury's still out as to if it will make my next blog post. Regardless, check back soon to find out my library secrets and confessions.
Finally, here are some favorite books I hated to finish:
To Kill A Mockingbird (captured my heart in 5th grade and has been a yearly read ever since.)
The Poisonwood Bible (thank you, Mrs. Freeman and senior year English!)
They Marched Into Sunlight (Perhaps the best account and insight into the Vietnam War I've ever read. An AmCon favorite.)
Plus scores of other, less intellectual beach reads.
What are some of yours?