Below is the post I intended to put up today but first some awesome news: Slave to Sensation has won a Golden Rose Award from Love Romances And More! How very cool!!! Thanks to everyone who voted for StS.
Okay, onto what I intended to talk about before getting that shot of happy news. :)
First of all, hope everyone had a great long weekend! I did lots of reading so you'll be getting some book posts over the next few days. Aside from Tessa's wonderful debut book, I read an ARC of Tanner's Scheme (Breed series) by Lora Leigh (loved it!) - but I'll wait to post in detail about that closer to the release date of August, and Laura Lee Guhrke's And Then He Kissed Her (loved it!). I also have a couple of other ARCs that I'm dying to get to, so I might sneak one in this week.
Anyway, as I was writing this post and mentioning the above great reads, it struck me that you might all think I love everything I read. Nope, not true. I only tend to mention the books I've enjoyed reading, because those are the only ones I finish these days.
There used to be a time when I'd make myself read to the end no matter what. But over the past few years, my reading time has become more and more precious, until now, if a book doesn't hook me within the first chunk I read (how many pages varies from book to book), I tend to move on to something else.
Are you all the same? Or are you more patient? What makes you want to keep reading on if you do?