So here’s what’s happened: I started reading Fifty Shades of Grey on Wednesday night before bed. And I haven’t really stopped. I just finished the second book this afternoon. I am going to try and hold off on the third one, but chances are I’ll start that one tomorrow. Or tonight.
I was so distracted that I couldn’t write about any of the books I have stacked on my desk for Friday’s Weekend Read. I’m getting a little behind, but was too caught up in a kinky sex book to write anything. Truth.
But now I feel guilty and so I’m sharing a book suggestion on a Monday night. I am such a rebel.