I think that title says it all, don't you?
The other day I got an email from my cousin (hi Court!) who said that sometimes she reads lousy books just to have something to do that doesn't require a lot of thought. Well, I'm here to tell you that I do exactly the same thing. I'm a little self conscious about it, being that I'm keeping track of everything I read and all that, but it is the truth.
Sometimes I read trash.
There are limits, of course. Not too long ago I tried to read a book by this Debbie Macomber character -- a book about knitting, no less! -- but I just could not choke it down. The writing was so bad, the plot was predictable, and the characters were wooden. How do people get away with this stuff? When I think of all the great writers I've read over the years who never had a thing published, it makes me a little crazy.
For example, the guy I went to university with who wrote that if there was one hour left until the end of the world, he would spend that hour waiting for a bus. Why? Because the time passes very slowly, and you're always glad when the bus arrives.
Life is not fair, and that's a fact.
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Okay so about a month ago I read this book called the Suduko Puzzle Mystery and it was about some lady who writes the crossword/ suduko puzzles in the newspapers yet she also hangs around the police department and solves crimes. WHAT? And somehow the crime in this book (and I get the feeling that it's like this in all the books) revolve around solving crosswords or sudoku puzzles. Um yeah, it was definite trash reading.
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