When I asked myself the question "What am I reading now?" I had to think about it. I've been on planes a lot the past month, and I've read a few books. I'm halfway through my latest "airplane book", but I still had to stop and think about what it was, which is never a good thing. So that book shall remain nameless and, perhaps, unfinished as I'm now back at home and have things to do. My "airplane book" from last week though, that one is worth talking about because I loved it.
I've been on the waiting list for this one at the library for a long time, but last week I was headed to Houston. I grabbed a book off my shelf to read on the plane, but when I pulled it out while flying from Boise to Salt Lake City, I realized I'd read it before and it wasn't that great the first time. So when I got to the SLC airport, I went into a bookstore looking for a book. And finally gave in and bought The Help. I loved it. And I can't wait for the movie.