Pessimism in the Heart Department

I realized last night that I officially need a life.

I've been reading Nicholas Sparks' newest book, The Last Song.

I love it.

In fact, I love it so much, I hid out in my car at my sister's dance lesson just to attempt finishing it. I got to the end and I finally had to call it quits so I could go to work. The epilogue was left, so I figured I'd finish it later.

But at work, I kept getting irritated with how the last chapter ended. I was like, "really?!" I'm trying to not reveal the situation in case I have a reader that actually wants to read it. I hate when people spoil endings for me.

So last night, I rushed home so I could crawl in my sweats and finish reading the epilogue. And finally, the tears flowed, and I thought "thank goodness."

I think that even though I've become very pessimistic in the heart department, I rely on books like this to at least keep me happy. I know it's Nicholas Sparks, but whatever.

It's a contest on which one is my favorite novel now. I'm gonna have to think on it.


...::Mrs. Southern Bride::... said...

I may have to check this book out, I'm always looking for good book reads!! :)

Hannah Noel said...

I have YET to read a Sparks book! I know, I'm terrible. I really need to!