I'm still on a Jane Austen break. A friend gave me a book she thought I'd like. Son of the Morning by Linda Howard. I'm not sure WHY she thought I'd enjoy it, it's not really something I normally read. But she gave it such a good recommendation that I took it home. I finished at 2 am. I really hate my friend.
It was one of those junk food books. I like junk food.
So, then I went to the library the next day and checked out three more Linda Howard books and read 2 of them in three days.
I'm not ashamed. I don't judge others by what they read....much.
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I tried my hand at a Linda Howard book called Dream Man a while back, but it wasn't my style. I think it was while I was reading Cormac McCarthy's Blood Meridian, and I found that a bit too gruesome to read before bed, so I tried to go for something entertaining. I had better luck with Raymond Chandler and Patricia Highsmith.
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