My husband and I met years ago while working for a local radio conglomerate. I am a really pitiful salesperson. He isn't. So, I got fired and he didn't.
I'm thankful for the experience though, because I met him.
We lost touch after me receiving the AXE and years passed.
Our paths crossed again in 2010 at the Alabama Book Festival. (Books save!)
He took me to brunch the next day and the rest is history.
My husband is a reader as well. It's something we have in common. Let me tell you: when he is kicked back with a novel, he has never looked more attractive !!!! Dang, he is sexy when he reads... But I digress.
He has suggested many books to me while we have been together. I appreciate these suggestions, of course, but sometimes I'm not ready to actually take them seriously. Literally every book he suggests is a million pages!!
First was this gem:
I'm thankful for the experience though, because I met him.
We lost touch after me receiving the AXE and years passed.
Our paths crossed again in 2010 at the Alabama Book Festival. (Books save!)
He took me to brunch the next day and the rest is history.
My husband is a reader as well. It's something we have in common. Let me tell you: when he is kicked back with a novel, he has never looked more attractive !!!! Dang, he is sexy when he reads... But I digress.
He has suggested many books to me while we have been together. I appreciate these suggestions, of course, but sometimes I'm not ready to actually take them seriously. Literally every book he suggests is a million pages!!
First was this gem:
It was interesting. The plot was good -- well, the part I could keep up with was good. There were so many characters that I actually had to start making a list of who was whom.
I did enjoy it, though.
Next was this booger:
I did enjoy it, though.
Next was this booger:
Everyone knows Stephen King is a master. He's around 400 years old and still on the NY Times Bestsellers List. However, this book was too much for me. It hurt my arms to hold it up.
I quit around page 75. I felt defeated...lost.
Then, he suggested this book:
I quit around page 75. I felt defeated...lost.
Then, he suggested this book:
This novel isn't terribly long like the first two, but if you've never read it ...
It's about a bunch of bunnies. Bunnies!
They dig holes and stuff and one dies. That's all I remember.
It really hurt my feelings to read it when I could have been enjoying some good old chick lit.
Now, this brings me to today and this precious buddy:
It's about a bunch of bunnies. Bunnies!
They dig holes and stuff and one dies. That's all I remember.
It really hurt my feelings to read it when I could have been enjoying some good old chick lit.
Now, this brings me to today and this precious buddy:
Because of the past, I was afraid. This book is 900 pages and about cowboys. I'm used to reading about women and murder and love and relationships --- not horses! So, I was nervous, okay?
He began suggesting I tackle this monument in about 2011, but I held him off. He mentioned it to me again in early June and I made up a lot of excuses. I ran to the library, checked out about 10 books, and said, "Oh look! I have to read these first! They're due soon!"
I held him off as long as I could, but now I'm reading it. I'm about 100 pages in and DANG! It's good! I'm in love with Gus and his playful personality. They're going to get in a heap of trouble and I know it. I can't wait to read all about it.
So, the moral of the story is not to completely ignore someone's suggestions even if the first three suggested tomes were disasters. Keep going, have faith, blah blah, etc.