Perhaps you've noticed that I tend towards "chick-lits"; let's blame it on the season. I enjoy reads that don't require a ton of thinking in the summer. It's far too hot to plod away at slow reading drudgery. However, I am awaiting a copy of Oscar Wilde's "The Picture of Dorian Gray" at the library and that can hardly be considered light reading. I promise some more literary classics in the future. For now, the latest was
Bidding For Love by Katie Fforde. I read it front to back last night so obviously, there was no toiling thought process here. A light, enjoyable read about a London town girl who moves to the country to learn more about and help with a family a
ntiques business that she has suddenly been left in a will. The requisite romance follows. I was slightly turned off that the love interest was her cousin (although the point was made several times over that they were "a million times removed"). Still, the ick factor could not quite be squashed.
Perhaps you've noticed that I tend towards "chick-lits"; let's blame it on the season. I enjoy reads that don't require a ton of thinking in the summer. It's far too hot to plod away at slow reading drudgery. However, I am awaiting a copy of Oscar Wilde's "The Picture of Dorian Gray" at the library and that can hardly be considered light reading. I promise some more literary classics in the future. For now, the latest was Bidding For Love by Katie Fforde. I read it front to back last night so obviously, there was no toiling thought process here. A light, enjoyable read about a London town girl who moves to the country to learn more about and help with a family a
ntiques business that she has suddenly been left in a will. The requisite romance follows. I was slightly turned off that the love interest was her cousin (although the point was made several times over that they were "a million times removed"). Still, the ick factor could not quite be squashed.
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