I keep getting messages from Library Thing that I owe them a book review. Several months ago they sent me a complimentary copy of Dragon House by John Shors for my opinion.
While I did sign up for their Early Reviewer program, their frequent reminders made me want to read the book even less. At the same time my Catholic guilt set in and I wanted to be free from the obligation.
The only thing left to do is pick up the book and read. After the first chapter last night I'm hooked on the story. That's a good feeling.
The main character (Iris) has decided to return to Vietnam and continue the work her father started. She's a book reviewer in Chicago (how perfect) and is taking with her a disabled Iraq veteran who is a friend from childhood. The opening scene with her father dying struck a chord. It was beautifully written and reminded my of how I felt a few months back when my Mom died.
If I get a chance today I'm going to finish my book review of Out in the Garden, by Dean Riddle. I love the play on words in the title. The author is gay and out in real life too.
How's your Sunday going? Do you ever resent feeling obligated to read a book?