I am in love with books. I pretty much want to marry them. I just finished Dear John. I am not a Nicholas Sparks fan, but I refuse to watch a movie when I know there is a book it is based on. So I read it in two days and watched the movie last night. Sparks is way too fluffy for me. Regardless, it was an easy, mindless read. What I do appreciate about Sparks is that he recognizes the fact that all love stories don't end happily. Most relationships in his books are messy and have some form of heart break involved. I would say that fits the bill for most relationships. They are tough things.
My next book club meeting is at the end of June and our selection is Fall On Your Knees.
My dear friend, Melissa, gave me the book for my birthday: The Sweet By and By. I think I'm going to read this after the book club selection.
And I don't know if I'm embarrassed or not, but I am also reading the Sookie Stackhouse series...Pretty much Twilight for adults.
I think...a lot. Too much. I over analyze and read into every nonverbal gesture I see. It drives me crazy and usually drives other people crazy, especially when I start asking questions, or start talking during a movie because I have to know why so and so did that or thought that. I want to know what is going on under the surface. I guess that is why I'm a psychologist. Anyway, this blog postgot me thinking. I will be thinking about this all night. I need someone else to read it. Because I like to talk too. I think there is something to "A Culture of Sorrow." Fascinating stuff...OK...I'm off to think now...Hopefully, I will find someone to discuss it with.