I’m finding these “favorite” entries hard to write. A favorite book, huh? I just don’t know. I like books a lot and I often get depressed when they are over, like I just broke up with a boyfriend or something. Something that was comforting or enjoyable for whatever period of time is suddenly just not there anymore. I have a hard time dealing with it. So, I’ve enjoyed many many books, but I don’t really think I could say that any one book is my favorite book. Just not going to happen. The Lovely Bones though, might be as close as it comes. I loved that book. I love that book.
Hey, maybe I’ll read it again.