Welcome to Tuesday!!!
You guys, this next secret is so, so shameful.
Remember how I told you that I got a new Kindle Fire HD for Christmas this past year? Well, I should also tell you that sometimes (ok, 98% of the time) I have a love/hate relationship with books. Don’t get me wrong, I love books. I’m a quick reader, and enjoy being immersed in a book. Unfortunately, I have book O.C.D. Seriously, I get tunnel vision. If I start a really good book, I will not put it down. I’ve been known to stay awake until 5 or 6am reading a book until it’s done. In fact, that’s pretty normal.
So while I love reading, I admit my weakness, and hate myself for depriving myself of sleep in order to finish a book.
To give you an example of the compulsion, I read all three Twilight books in less than 48 hours. Non-stop.
However, I digress. Mostly because I’m so ashamed of what I’m going to tell you next.
Disclaimer: Mom, and any other family member- STOP READING NOW!
I have a
serious mild addiction to raunchy romance novels. (And obviously celebrity gossip, but of course, you know that about me already.)
See that “carousal” above? That’s like, 1/4 of them. Books like 50 Shades of Grey and other “erotic novels” of the sort.
Quite honestly, if I had to read actual paper books of these novels, I would be too ashamed to even hold them out in public. But that’s the genius thing about Kindles, you see; no one has to know what you’re reading!
You bet your butt that I sat at my hair appointment reading this filth. Who would know any differently?
For all you know, I’m reading Charlotte- Freakin’ -Bronte.
But I’m not.
I’m actually reading books that would make Jane Eyre blush, and probably have a stroke.
Have any good book recommendations for me? Please remember I am not one for an elaborate *cough* plot.
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