I am ashamed to report that I’ve made little progress on my attempt to read ten blockbusters. I picked up a Dean Koontz at Costco. Not the one recommended to me, which was probably a mistake. It has some medical stuff in it, which kind of gives me the heebie jeebies. And not in the way Koontz intends.
Maybe this weekend I will finish it off and give my impressions.
I picked up a few other titles at the library to try out and was feeling a little sheepish when the frilly Nora Roberts cover passed under the barcode scanner. But it’s all part of my mission.
I’ve been trying to read The Weekend Sisters for about two months now and I’m about a third of the way through. Some books are meant for some people and some books are meant for others. Maybe you already know you’re not gonna like the blockbusters.
Maybe. I think I might give Nora Roberts a try next, though. I found one with a story that sounds interesting.