On Monday I was crying my tale of woe to another mom, "I just don't have time to read anymore." I think I should have said, "I am not making time to read." That would have been more truthful, because we all have the same amount of time.
Her reply, "Read? I haven't read anything since the Twilight Series, and that was ages ago."
I wanted to grab her by the shoulders and say, "Get yourself a copy of a real novel, woman! STAT!" I have never read Stephenie Meyer and her ubiquitous Twilight business. But I have an aversion to all things vampire- imagine that- so I will withhold myself from actually critiquing a novel that I haven't read.
Lauren, our fearless leader, thanks for reinstating the need for real words to flow into our heads and a place to grasp the full joy of reading a really good book.
And if I hate the books, I'm totally blaming you. Kidding, only kidding.