Thank You Writers’ Strike!

The shows on television have been so boring and all of my television watching has come to a standstill since the writers strike. But instead of moping about the television, I started turning into some new shows and have reignited my love for a hobby that I once lost … reading!

I kept blaming my kids for my lack of reading when I should have blaming my own lack of motivation and laziness. Why read when I can flip on the television? It just seemed so much easier. Since nothing has been on television though, I flipped my remote back to reading.

It has become an evening ritual for me. I curl up into my glider chair and escape for the evening with a little snack. Candles are lit in my room, a comfy pillow behind my back, my feet propped on the ottoman, a warm quilt wrapping in me... and I crack the binding to my library book. Do you hear that? Sweet silence! The children are in bed and the only sound that I am hearing is the flipping of the pages.

First to get read was my first James Patterson book. I know, I know...I have just not found his material all that engaging, but I could not put down, The Quickie. And lest you think I am reading pornographic material, as my husband eyes danced over the title and I confessed my addiction to porn just for kicks, this book is less about that and more about a thrilling witnessed murder that happens quickly and takes over a detective’s life. Why would that take over her life? Why, her lover was murdered by her husband and she is put in charge of the case. Oh, it was a thrill ride that reminded me a lot of one of my favorite thrillers, Derailed by James Siegel (that got turned into a sub par movie that did little justice to the book) and I hung onto the roller coaster ride for two days. It literally took me two evenings to flip through and I could not put it down. My mother-in-law read it (as did a bunch of the people she worked with!) and she had the same experience as me. She has read other Jame Patterson books though and said none were as good as this so she said I made a good first choice. If you are looking for a quick mommy read, this is it!
The next book I read was also out of my normal genre, but it was so good that I could not put it down. Heart Sick by Chelsea Cain reminded me a lot of, Silence of the Lambs.

Instead of a male serial killer though, a detective is tracking a female serial killer.