I have been a reading fool this week (as opposed to just a regular fool). Last weekend, my Second Job accidentally - blissfully - left me off the schedule, so on Saturday I read Heart Full Of Lies:A True Story of Desire and Death by true-crime goddess Ann Rule. I would read the tax code if Rule wrote it; her writing is compelling and draws you into the story from page one.
On Sunday I started Velocity by Dean Koontz. In the mid-90s I discovered Kootnz and read everything he'd written up to that point. Then, when there was nothing more of his to read, I sort of forgot about him for a few years. He puts out at least one book a year, so it looks like I need to go on another Koontz reading spree to catch up.
Yesterday I finished Size 12 Is Not Fat by Meg Cabot, which was a book club pick at the South Tampa Barnes and Noble women's fiction book group a month or two ago. The library waiting list was a little long, so needless to say I didn't make it to that particular book club meeting. Meg Cabot is the author of The Princess Diaries and many other books, but I'd never read her stuff before now. Size 12 Is Not Fat is the first book in her Heather Wells mystery series and centers around a nosy, crime-solving, ex-pop star, slightly overweight, single but looking, late twentysomething woman who works in a New York college residence hall. It was fluff, but additive, fun fluff.
Friday, August 18, 2006
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