Picture it in your mind: the perfect summer day. Your children play quietly in the pool at your feet, glistening with aqua blue as the sun reflects off the water. Shadows of little waves dance across your face. In your hand is a cold beverage, sweating against your palm. You smell sunscreen touched with coconut, a hot dog sizzling on a grill somewhere, and the sharp hint of chlorine. With a smile, you reach down into your brightly-hued beach bag and pull out…
Basically at this point, B.A. Paris is my new favorite author. I've read three of her books and I'm amazed at how masterful she is at telling a story so well that you not only don't see the twist and turns coming, you don't even have time to second guess the plot.
Ever get that feeling when you finish a book that you want to read something drastically different, something fresh? I know the feeling well. I remember feeling this at the end of October (a month when I only read creepy books). I was desperate for something – anything – different.