"I Can't Believe I'm Still Single" ~ Louise's "Summer Book Club" Pick
So, it's summer. You know what that means, don't you? It means long, lazy days spent outdoors, hanging out by the pool, or at the beach. Long days during which you occasionally have to remind the kids to reapply sunscreen before turning the page of something you don't mind getting bumped about and warped from the moisture of wet bathing suits, after being carted around for days at the bottom of a sandy beach bag. Truly, I have a righteous stack of things I not only want to read, but need to read. Manuscripts by people I know. Critical novels I once rushed to buy. And, yet, this summer these stacks of books just seem to look at me from my bedside like sad puppies in "Precious Moments" illustrations. They have sad eyes which seem to plead, "Don't you really want to read me ? We've waited for you for so long..." Some of the neglected books still sitting unread by Louise's bed. Book #1 "Read me, first! A friend of yours wrote me. She