I have read a few books this week, none of which were life-shattering, even if I did enjoy them all. I am not very good about continuing to read something that doesn't interest me. I must have the attention span of a gnat. I did learn, from one of the books I read this week, that an author I read (Hannah Howell) is taking a short break from her latest series to write a book from an older series. Argh! I had to wait for a whole year for that book, only to discover that I would have to wait at least two more years for the next.
I guess that only makes them better, though, right? Anticipation and all that? I'm not a big fan of waiting, although I will say that I get a little sad when I am in the middle of an especially good book because I know it will have to end. That doesn't happen very often, sadly enough. One of the last times was with Mercedes Lackey's The Fairy Godmother. Anyone who reads fantasy would love that, I think, and the other Five Hundred Kingdoms stories by the same author. I love a good Unicorn. And Dragons aren't bad, either. Even if it is a little sad once it's over.
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