What a treat!
Jul. 24th, 2006 03:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisFrom 9 a.m. this morning until 3 p.m. this afternoon except for a couple of short breaks and an hour's worth of work, I did nothing but read my book.
It's Lee Child's The Hard Way. I had heard that it was not his best and I have a stack of other good ones waiting in the wings so I figured I'd just give it a go and close it when it lost me. But, it did not. Unlike the rest of his fans, I guess, I liked this one way better than his others! Plus, I did not have to put it down and risk losing the plot even for a a minute. Now, that's true luxury.
And, just as I got to the last page, the email alert went off and there was a little piece of work. Timing.
After I got my own room, I loved nothing more than to be sent there. The old 'If you don't stop that, I'm going to send you to your rooms' threat was music to my ears. Generally it meant that my sister was in trouble, too and she hated to be sent to her room so it was a double goodie for me.
I had lots of stuff to amuse me with but books were big. The early years were all Bobsie Twins and Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys. I would go through them like candy. Oh and Cherry Ames and there was another nurse one that I can't remember.
When I got older, I got into kind of a strange reading rut. Every Summer I would read Forever Amber and every Winter I would read Gone with the Wind and in the Fall I would read Desiree and in the Spring it was Five Smooth Stones. I read other stuff in between but for about 5 years those four were my staple.
After the Nancy Drew, etc. when I was a kid, I did not touch another mystery book until I was 40 and ran out of other stuff to read. I was living in Minnesota and I wandered into a bookstore one Saturday and figure what the hell, I'd try one. I found A is for Alibi and never looked back.
It's Lee Child's The Hard Way. I had heard that it was not his best and I have a stack of other good ones waiting in the wings so I figured I'd just give it a go and close it when it lost me. But, it did not. Unlike the rest of his fans, I guess, I liked this one way better than his others! Plus, I did not have to put it down and risk losing the plot even for a a minute. Now, that's true luxury.
And, just as I got to the last page, the email alert went off and there was a little piece of work. Timing.
After I got my own room, I loved nothing more than to be sent there. The old 'If you don't stop that, I'm going to send you to your rooms' threat was music to my ears. Generally it meant that my sister was in trouble, too and she hated to be sent to her room so it was a double goodie for me.
I had lots of stuff to amuse me with but books were big. The early years were all Bobsie Twins and Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys. I would go through them like candy. Oh and Cherry Ames and there was another nurse one that I can't remember.
When I got older, I got into kind of a strange reading rut. Every Summer I would read Forever Amber and every Winter I would read Gone with the Wind and in the Fall I would read Desiree and in the Spring it was Five Smooth Stones. I read other stuff in between but for about 5 years those four were my staple.
After the Nancy Drew, etc. when I was a kid, I did not touch another mystery book until I was 40 and ran out of other stuff to read. I was living in Minnesota and I wandered into a bookstore one Saturday and figure what the hell, I'd try one. I found A is for Alibi and never looked back.
