i began reading the mermaid chair last night and just finished it. i didn’t care for it.
yesterday, i read a book called the shack, which i liked even less.
i am in a book rut. i pick up books lying around (i swiped the mermaid chair from our nantucket house, and the shack was loaned to me prior to its trip to goodwill) but have not read anything in the longest time that i have purchased or found myself.
on a positive note, i am about to start yarn harlot, and while it’s not exactly a novel, i have a feeling that i will enjoy reading it.