Waiting...

I've been in a bit of a rut with my reading lately. I have five books or so that I'm somewhat in the middle of right now. I used to pick up a book and read it straight through. That was when all the books I read were fabulous. Or I thought they were. I'm so sick of picking up a book that looks good and finding out its just junk that I only read books by recommendation now. Sometimes (mostly I guess) its just that the book has had a good review that I liked, or its on a list of really good books. But I'll pick up a book, and start reading and just hope that it hooks me. And if it doesn't, then I'll set it down again, and maybe pick up another one in the hopes that maybe this will be the one... The one that makes me stay up way too late to try to finish. Because I think I'm a book addict, and that really engrossing, grabs-you-and-pulls-you-in story is my high, and I think I need a fix.

But I'm a good little girl, and I usually finish all the books I start, because most of them are good, and some of them good for me, and maybe because I'm a little compulsive. Matt would say stubborn. Anyway, right now I'm waiting. Waiting for a package from Barnes and Noble, because the book I want is sold out at the store. I'm hoping I love it. My package isn't scheduled to arrive until Tuesday though. But I'll let you know...