I moved last week. I also painted two rooms of my new apartment, and bleached damned near everything in my old apartment. I did this with one full day off work, and with minimal help. Because of those things and because it’s the end of the summer and because I’m just tired, I decided I needed to read something trashy for a change (not that all my reading is highbrow – just, whatev). Faithful was the perfect choice. There were a few parts that were poignant, but most of it was just damned trashy – a total throw-away beach read. I do have to say two things about it, though – there’s a lot of raunchy sex, if that’s your thing, and OH YES, this novel made me feel worlds better about mine.
there you go. trashy fiction has to be good for something.
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