As a side note: the supposedly highbrow discussion in the book club borders on nonsense at times. An example: the participants begin by complaining that the novel is written in the "second person," which they feel too many modern books are. I'm pretty sure they meant "present tense." Novels written in the second person ("you go to the store, where you buy a bottle of orange juice...") are rather rare. Then again, my BA in English has prepared me to write this blog and that's about it, so I should probably not cast aspersions.
50 Shades of Cover Your Grays
She knows how to use them.
I want those copper pumps.
You have to have confidence if you're leaving the house like this.
He and Sondra make up limericks for fun. They deserve each other.
Fe Fi Fo Fum.
Incredulous. And rightly so.
Nothing about this jacket is peaceful, hon.
All I can do is encourage him and hope it sticks.
How does she read a book a week when she has five kids and a demanding job?
And that's done. Now everyone go read a book. Or get me a book deal. Or both. Bye!