The Man Of A Thousand Faces

The Man Of A Thousand Faces
Good is better than perfect - Scrub till your fingers are bleeding - And I’m crying for things that I tell others to do without crying -- He used to go to his favorite bookstores - And rip out his favorite pages - And stuff ‘em into his breast pockets - And the moon, to him, was a stranger

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

New thing I am going to do on here...

Hello everyone! It's a lovely day today. The sky is grey-ish blue-ish, the birds are singing, and I, dear friends, am blogging! :D


I had an idea last night. Wow. Splendid way to start a paragraph, Maria. Yes, it's true. I actually thought last night. Hear the crowd gasp! Anyway, back to my thoughts--so I was thinking that I read quite a bit. I am always on the prowl for a good book and am regularly given a look of disbelief when I walk out of the library holding a stack of 7 or so books. The downside of reading a lot? You waste a lot of time reading books that end up being a load of rubbish. While I don't have a solution to this really, I do want to help the lot of you from this disappointing fate. It's always irritating when you start a book with high expectations and then discover it's mediocrity. What I have decided to do is this: every time i finish a book I will give you all a review of what I thought of it along with a Barnes & Nobel summary, a star rating of the book (by me) on a scale of 1 to 10, and a picture so you can be sure of what book I am writing about. Hopefully I will be able to keep this up :)


I very excited about this. Well, that's all I have to say for now. Thank you for reading!


Comments are better than reading a pointlessly stupid book


Love,
Maria

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