February 20th

February 20th, 2009

Today I flew to Chicago for the day to take care of some business and spend a few hours with my mom.  Alone.  I can't remember the last time I flew alone like that.  It was really nice.  Between the (30 minute) plane ride and the (50 minutes) train ride each way I finally had time to finish my book - The Story of Edgar Sawtelle.  So, here is the thing, I loved this book, and then it ended, and the ending ruined the entire book for me.  I hate when that happens.  I get so angry that I have invested so much time and emotion into the characters and the story!  This book had great reviews, is on the New York times best seller list, and was named best book of the year by several people, including Steven King, who I respect (though I can't read his books, they are too scary).  So, I think I must be missing something!