This is what I’m reading right now:
I’ve read all of Jodi Picoult’s books, I think. They are sooo formulaic — broken relationship, marital problems, medical condition explored in detail, surprise ending! Yet every single time, I cannot put them down. I don’t know why I get all embarrassed that I love them so much. They feel a little like junk food, I guess, but she just grabs you and doesn’t let go. I don’t know if they are considered great writing, but they are good storytelling. Good enough where I stay up late and get up early to read them.
Here are some reviews, which I haven’t read because I don’t want to know if people think they are crap books.
I promise to come back later and actually talk about running.