So a friend of mine loaned me this book called “Fifty Shades of Grey” a few months ago. She had also given me a book about raising boys and some spiritual stuff and so I said thanks and put it in my pile. I love to read and always have at least three books going at the same time. I would get to it eventually.
So today is my 50th birthday, and as if it were a sign from God, there it was…the book…staring at me from atop the pile. A fire was blazing in the fireplace and I didn’t feel like doing much…so I snapped up the book and got comfortable on the couch.
I don’t read book jackets or reviews and I definitely don’t read the last page first. I like to be lured into the subject matter of my reading, whether it is fiction, non-fiction, historical or self-help. The cover was dark and classy and it stated that it was a “#1 New York Times Bestseller” so I knew I was in for a treat. But I did ponder how a book about the history of the Crayon could be so popular.
Oh, well…I cracked the cover and attacked the first page with unbridled vigor…
To be continued… CLICK to see PART II.