There, I said it.
I liked the book.
It was a fun piece of fiction and it consumed me. Sucked me in (no pun intended) and left me wanting more, so I went and bought the second one instead of waiting for my hold to come up at the library.
I decided that my struggle this week has not been about the book necessarily, but more about the TIME I’ve spent reading that book and subsequently the second in the series. Between Sunday and Monday alone I spent about 10 hours reading.
When was the last time I spent more than 30 minutes reading the Bible?