So here it is...5:00P P.M. Thursday, and Arthur (the business end of Madderly) is asking for my blog. I read my two books, wrote my reviews and sent them in yesterday. I know full well that we are entertaining tonight, and I will have no time to write later. What is wrong with me? I am a procrastinator!!! Always have been!!! In high school and college, if a paper was assigned on Monday and due on Friday, I was the one drinking coffee and writing at 3:00 A. M. Friday morning, To be honest, all of that adrenaline seemed to work for me. My grades were good, and I kept at it until my first year of teaching. As any teacher will tell you, procrastinating over grading is a no-win situation, and I thought I gave up that nasty habit.
Uh oh...as soon as I left teaching my old habit returned. Every reader knows how easy it is to pick up a book instead of doing laundry or cooking dinner. The stack of bills and correspondence that needs tending to keeps calling me...just not loud enough to distract me from a good game of Words With Friends. Since I love writing, this blog is not usually a problem, but today procrastination took over and here I sit debating whether to write or bake a peach pie for my company.
As you can imagine, the idea for peach pie came from the book, Southern Peach Pie and A Dead Guy by A. Gardner. The book was so much fun to read, and the recipes made me salivate as I turned each page. I love the authors who mix food in with their mysteries. For those of us who are foodie readers, this is a genre that speaks to our hearts. Add a cup of murder and a teaspoon of fire and the mystery is complete.
My other review for this week picks up on last week's theme of what parents do for their children. Endangered, a novel by C. J. Box, has game warden Joe Pickett trying to find the person who beat up his daughter and left her for dead. Those of you familiar with Joe (this is the 15th in his series) know that he is not one to anger, and there is obviously nothing that can anger a father more than someone hurting his child. I enjoyed his Wyoming landscape and a story that really held my interest.
Well, off I go to set up dessert. No peach pie, cobbler or tart will be offered this time. Procrastination and this blog leaves time for a store bought pound cake, ice cream and fresh strawberries. Actually that sounds pretty yummy right now, and I'll do better next time.
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