A Book Review...100 pages in

I think I might lobotomize and blind myself if I read anymore of Christine Feehan's Dark Prince. Torture. If I was into romance and needed some one handed reading it would be fine, it goes on for pages. I can't read this book fast. Three days I have been reading it and I think I am 100 pages in. I could have finished at least three books in that time.

I am mad at the book, it's kill me already pacing and far too much sex. I cannot read a book that refers to vaginas as "centers" while being moist, expanding, ready, sheaths, and other countless euphemisms! Can't they use something that doesn't lower my IQ and make me laugh. Not to mention a man's penis. It's always his hardness! She could feel his hardness or bulging hardness. Blah! No imagination. Boring. If I ever read romance again I need it smutty and quick. Not laughable. I can't finish it. I gave it plenty of time. I'd rather read my college economics course book.

The vampires sucked, too, and not the way I like them to suck.

Next up...Generation Dead. Teens and the dead won't stay dead. No vampires.

Then and Now

There isn't much to write about. I've locked myself in my room so I won't catch the stomach bug going around. Seems to have worked so far. It's made me feel a little uneasy though.

I've been having dreams of a lost friend that I let go. The guilt is manifesting.

I even might let go of another, at least in my heart. I'm still reconciling that. It could be a vacation. Although I feel a little relieved. Mind you I haven't put thought into anything, it's something that is just happening. I am surprised about my feelings though. I imagined it would be more difficult but it seems organic. It scared me a little the other night. I was in bed ready to sleep telling my subconscious to not let me dream of my lost friend again when I thought of the other friend. I imagined a brief conversation saying "I've moved on" and it was okay. So maybe some daytime thinking is required. Not late night, tired from reading vampire fiction thinking. For now I'll go with what's happening naturally. Seems to be working.