My New Passion

My New Passion

Ummm.  Just the thought of diving into this delicious romance novel I picked up from the library has me on the edge of my seat.  I’m typing fast and hoping I can spend a few minutes finishing up the current chapter before hitting the sack.  It’s certainly not what I’d call a trashy novel and it doesn’t boast a cover shot with a half naked women in the cluthes of a muscular stud like my mother used to read—  not that I’m saying I wouldn’t read those too. What I do know is that this is written art

I am literally wondering what Hunter and Loretta, an indian and white woman in Catherine Anderson’s Comanche Moon, are doing while I’m blogging, or picking up kids or running errons.  I even read while the children were at the playground today.  It was fenced in and small so I didn’t worry too much. Hey, I’m about as addicted as it gets right now.  I love it!  A new passion that will actually help with writing. Now I know how my mother felt when she’d always have her nose in a book.  I have admitted to being a romantic at heart, but I never read any love stories.  I don’t know why I totured myself with the wait.  The best part of all is that I came across the book because it is the prequel to Comanche Heart.  I wanted to read the latter because it was on the library’s summer reading list for adults.  I placed the book on hold and it took months for me to get my turn.  When my two weeks were up I tried to renew it because I was only on chapter 4 and really enjoying it.  But just as I figured. Someone else had the book on hold so I had to give it up.  I returned to the library immediately so they could have their turn.  Guess I learned my lesson about waiting to long before getting started on a good read.

 I really didn’t want to read Comanche Heart as much when I found out Comanche Moon came first, so while trying to console myself over losing Comanche Heart I searched for it’s prequel and found there was no waiting queue for it.  I guess everyone had read it and was done.  I put it on hold and then waltzed right over to the library to pick it up.  A broad smile crept across my face as I dropped it in my shoulder bag and exited the building.

At this point you may think I’m crazy but my cousin and I bonded over our love for books this weekend and she is even more gunho than I.  Plus I think her book is longer.  She’s reading  Eclipse, book number 3 in the Twilight Saga by Stephanie Meyer. When we’re both done, maybe we’ll play switcheroo.  So exciting!

About Onjeinika

An industrial engineer by education and a writer at heart. Mother to 3 children who have been known to cause mayhem. Wife of the man who tricked me into having the 3 said children. Servant of the Most High. I enjoy blogging, reading and dancing. Every day I strive to live life to its fullest. Reflecting God wherever I go.

2 Responses »

  1. Our mother did love her harlequin romance novels now didn’t she! Add me to reading club. My co-worker Toni, gave me three book that reignited my passion to read. I finished one and am now on the next…its Zane’s Afterburn…just like you I wonder whats coming next and can barely leave the book alone. I love it!

  2. @Tamika I absolutely love Zane and have many of her books. They are really good for reading aloud to the signifcant other sometimes (which I reluctantly did after he kept asking me why I kept smiling while reading her books.) Now, she’s one of his favorite authors too. Nervous, Skyscaper, and Addicted are all very good Zane books too. And I’m loving the Twilight series (books) after seeing the first movie. It was definitely a different type of vampire movie more focused on the love story. Enjoy ladies.

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