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Guilty comfort reading
I like to pretend that I have high-brow tastes, but I was in a charity store recently and they had a copy of Anne Rice's The Witching Hour, and as I hadn't read any of the Mayfair witches books I decided that I was going to get it and read all 1206 pages. I'm on page 76 so far and addicted, because there's nothing quite like ludicrous purple prose to gladden my inner 13 year old's heart.
Sometimes you just need junk food for the brain. NOM.
(I also bought A Place of Greater Safety which will likely languish on my bookshelf while I read Anne Rice instead.)
Sometimes you just need junk food for the brain. NOM.
(I also bought A Place of Greater Safety which will likely languish on my bookshelf while I read Anne Rice instead.)