why sometimes we like a book and sometimes we don't. after my surgery, sweet friend betsy brought me the new donna leon. donna leon is hugely popular right now and she's a good writer to be sure. but somehow i can never quite get into her mysteries. and so while i appreciate betsy's generous gesture so much, i may put the leon aside.
what i can say, however . . .
my experience with the leon novel is a good thing actually. it serves to remind that readers aren't monolithic which means there's a place for many types of stories and styles and everything else.
long live donna leon!
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Yeah, and all those other people I don't like to read.
There's that religious poem: I complained to God about my injured hand, and he showed me a man who almost lost his hand entirely.
The original poem is barely better than this.
Wonderful thoughts. Just what I needed to hear tonight. Thanks
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