Book Book Book
Tadum, now for my proper post. I wasn't ready just now, I was eating an apple and I didn't want to choke. Apples can be horribly dangerous. SHIT! I just stubbed my toe on the head of my bed, TAMADE!!! PAIN KNOW! WAH LAU!!!
Okay, I am ok now. Where was I? Oh yeah, today's topic is about books! KNN, this is not a school session hor, siao kia! *slaps self on head* Sometimes ah, self-discipline is very de important know!
Yeah, books!
Anyway, I borrowed 3 books from the library about two weeks ago, and they are due this coming Monday. But because I am only halfway through the first one (I don't know why, I used to be a damn fast reader), I decided to choose one out of the remaining 2 and return the other one.
So I have a choice between Jayne Ann Krentz's Lie By Moonlight and Patricia Potter's Cold Target. It was an easy choice as Ms Krentz has always been one of my favourite authors, at one time even reigning as my favourite contemporary writer, before Ms Garwood started churning out the ultra sexy Buchannan brothers like barbie dolls.
Anyway, so I packed Miss Potter's book into my bag, intending to return it before my shift at the Drama Centre in the library. Don't get me wrong, I like Miss Potter's books, I have read quite a few of her historicals and they are wonderful reads, just that Miss Krentz's witty and sarcastic writing style is just so hard to resist.
So I carried the silly heavy bag all the way to the Drama Centre, and realised that I forgot to drop the book in the book drop. KNN... My bag so heavy already, still can forget! NB!!!
Okay, so I took out the book and placed it on my counter, to act as a reminder so that I will not forget again. And while waiting for the patrons to come pick up their tickets, I flipped the book.
And I am glad I did.
The line that caught my eye was:
"... and he was falling in love..."
Just reading the line sent goosebumps all over me. And I suddenly have this image flashing across my mind. The scene from 300, when Leonidas called out to his love in his last moments, and he had tears in his eyes. The imagery was so sudden and startling that I decided that I want to read the book afterall.
And after the first chapter, I cannot seem to put the book down. I do so love a good a book. And heavy bag or not, THIS IS A GOOD BOOK! Aaaaaahhhh, I do so love reading. =D
Okay, I am ok now. Where was I? Oh yeah, today's topic is about books! KNN, this is not a school session hor, siao kia! *slaps self on head* Sometimes ah, self-discipline is very de important know!
Yeah, books!
Anyway, I borrowed 3 books from the library about two weeks ago, and they are due this coming Monday. But because I am only halfway through the first one (I don't know why, I used to be a damn fast reader), I decided to choose one out of the remaining 2 and return the other one.
So I have a choice between Jayne Ann Krentz's Lie By Moonlight and Patricia Potter's Cold Target. It was an easy choice as Ms Krentz has always been one of my favourite authors, at one time even reigning as my favourite contemporary writer, before Ms Garwood started churning out the ultra sexy Buchannan brothers like barbie dolls.
Anyway, so I packed Miss Potter's book into my bag, intending to return it before my shift at the Drama Centre in the library. Don't get me wrong, I like Miss Potter's books, I have read quite a few of her historicals and they are wonderful reads, just that Miss Krentz's witty and sarcastic writing style is just so hard to resist.
So I carried the silly heavy bag all the way to the Drama Centre, and realised that I forgot to drop the book in the book drop. KNN... My bag so heavy already, still can forget! NB!!!
Okay, so I took out the book and placed it on my counter, to act as a reminder so that I will not forget again. And while waiting for the patrons to come pick up their tickets, I flipped the book.
And I am glad I did.
The line that caught my eye was:
"... and he was falling in love..."
Just reading the line sent goosebumps all over me. And I suddenly have this image flashing across my mind. The scene from 300, when Leonidas called out to his love in his last moments, and he had tears in his eyes. The imagery was so sudden and startling that I decided that I want to read the book afterall.
And after the first chapter, I cannot seem to put the book down. I do so love a good a book. And heavy bag or not, THIS IS A GOOD BOOK! Aaaaaahhhh, I do so love reading. =D
posted by Keiia at 1:58 AM
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