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I'm running way, way behind with my plan/idea of posting thoughts on the books I had read. But, I decided I would continue to try and keep up. I doubt I can catch up, so I'm going to start kind of from scratch here. Seems fair enough, since this is a new journal, after all.

I still remain hugely undecided on the whole LJ thing, but I decided to cross post this here.

Anyhow ... some book thoughts:

Shakespeare's Champion

Book Read: May 2007

They were torturing Jack.

As we worked our way to the front of the storage area, I saw more and more. I saw too much. Jack was tied to a chair, a wooden one on rollers. His arms wre tied to the chair arms. He had the beginning of a black eye, and a cut on one cheek, maybe from when they’d grabbed him in his apartment. They’d taken off his shirt. They’d pulled the bandage off his bullet wound. Darcy had a hunting knife, and Cleve had devised his own little implement by heating an arrowhead with a lighter and putting it on Jack’s skin. Jim Box looked nauseated. Tom David was watching, and thought he did not look sick, he did not look happy, either. His eyes flickered toward whoever was seated out of sight, and back to Jack.

Shakespeare’s Champion, by Charlaine Harris

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Book Thoughts: Persuader, by Lee Child

Yep, another tardy "book report".

Persuader, by Lee Child

Book Read: June, 2007

Time stood still.

I stared at the cop. He was on his back in the gutter. His whole chest was a mess of red. It was all over him. There was no welling or pumping. No sign of a heartbeat. There was a big ragged hole in his shirt. He was completely still. His head was turned and his cheek was hard against the blacktop. His arms were flung out and I could see pale veins in his hands. I was ware of the blackness of the road and the vivid green of the grass and the bright blue of the sky. I could hear the thrill of the breeze in the new leaves over the gunshots sill roaring in my ears. I saw the skinny kid staring out through my van’s windshield at the downed cop and then staring at me. I saw the college security cruiser coming left out of the gate. It was moving slower than it should have been. Dozens of shots had been fired. Maybe they were worried about where their jurisdiction began and where it ended. Maybe they were just scared. I saw their pale pink faces behind their windshield. They were turned in my direction. Their car was doing maybe fifteen miles an hour. It was crawling straight at me. I glanced at the gold shield in the gutter. The metal was worn smooth by a lifetime of use. I glanced at my van. Stood completely still. One thing I learned a long time ago is that it’s easy enough to shoot a man. But there’s absolutely no way to unshoot one.

Jack Reacher, “Persuader” by Lee Child

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Book Thoughts: Twilight, by Stephanie Meyer

My last overly tardy "book report" for today. This one is less tardy than the others, as I just finished this book yesterday.

Twilight, by Stephanie Meyer

Book Read: June 2007

About three things I was absolutely positive.

First, Edward was a vampire.

Second, there was a part of him -- and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be -- that thirsted for my blood.

And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.

~Twilight, by Stephanie Meyer

I can’t think of any passage that sums up “Twilight” better than the one quoted above. Part vampire love story, part page-turning suspense/thriller, I found this novel to be a fun and delightful read -- although, in all honesty, I came to the end of it and closed the back cover wondering what, exactly, it was about this book that had me devouring pages like some rabid badger on a bender. To give you some idea, the book is 498 pages. I read it in two days. I, literally, could not put the darn thing down. The story and characters drew me in that much, even though, looking back on it, I don’t know why.

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