My daughter brought me “The Girl On The Train” to read months ago. I finally got around to reading it a couple of weeks ago.
I found it interesting that the main character was, herself, so flawed and miserable. Trying not to grab the bottle to soothe herself, and always failing.
I guess it is human nature to want what (and in this case, who) we cannot have. And that she did. Want a man who no longer wanted her.
She also brought me “The Woman In Cabin 10.” I haven’t started it yet.
I mostly read on my Kindle right now. But I still love to read books. I always will. But in the heat of summer, which we still have, I like the backlit Kindle so I don’t need to turn on the lamp.
Books have always been a huge part of my life. I never understand when people say they don’t like to read.
Not to want to be transported into another place and time? A movie just doesn’t do that for me.
I need to lose myself in the firm grip of a good book. Particularly one with plot twists and turns and a bit of psychological suspense thrown in.
Most nights I take care of all the chores, shower, and lie down on my bed, dogs snoozing beside me, and read. I always turn on my lights in the green jar. It is the perfect atmosphere for hours of lovely reading.
Snug as a bug in a rug in my little patio apartment, I read until my eyelids grow heavy. I find I sleep well after reading.
What are you reading right now? Anything I need to know about?