I have nothing today for Wordless Wednesday, so you'll just have to put up with my Wordy Wednesday! Following on the heels of my post about saying "no" yesterday, I decided to grab up the next book in the stack to read before bed last night. The end result? My sensibilities were badly jangled.
The next book in the stack was "Lean Mean Thirteen" by Janet Evanovich. Considering I had been immersed in pre-Elizabethan England with Philippa Gregory, it was not only difficult to jump into an Evanovich book, it was also annoying! Her books are tongue-in-cheek stories about a female bounty hunter who gets cases from her cousin Vinnie, a bondsman. She has riotously funny adventures and misadventures. At least one car always gets destroyed, and she is torn between two men in her life. I enjoy her books because they entertain me. I enjoyed Gregory's books because they educated me and sucked me in. I love history, so I am amazed at what she can do within a framework of facts.
Maybe I needed to cleanse my palate first with a few short stories or some poetry. Going right from one style to a completely different one was unnerving. I had to put the book down after ten pages. I know that I'll be able to pick it up and finish it, but last night was not the time.
A situation in my house is calling for me to find that kind of escapism that Evanovich can offer. I need to give myself a reason to stop thinking about the situation and to get me breathing again. I find that I hold my breath and clench a lot when I'm under this kind of stress. Not good!
So later today, during a break, I'm going to hit another 10 pages or so of Evanovich. I will miss reading Gregory, but hopefully she will continue to publish so I can spend my hard-earned money lining her coffers :-) It's okay. A good book is worth its weight in gold.
Peace - D