India, I’ll put Coben on my list when I’m in an unromantic mood!.

Irish, I very much enjoyed AABC. Read it in one sitting!

I still love LK’s Mine Till Midnight—I think it might be my top romance for the year. I’m interested to see how Anna Campbell’s next book is given the controversy surrounding Courting the Courtesan last year.

I say Hear! Hear! to the same old same old. I have never read any of Evanovich’s books but I see nothing wrong with finding a formula that works and sticking to it. There are some authors that I read consistently BECAUSE they write the same type of either hero, heroine, or storyline.

And Janga – awesome passage!

And Tiff, you dark, broody chick, we’ll have to find something to make you laugh. I’m schizo, so I like serious AND silly stuff.

Janga, what a fantastic quote. I love poetic prose. Wish I could write it! Thank you so much for sharing it.

Terrio, I got kind of Plummed out for awhile…my commitment to 13 + books is tenuous…short attention span, but they do make me laugh. I’ve been reading reissued Evanovich lately, and she’s stayed very true to form (crazy old lady, weird relatives, disorganized heroines). Hey, it works.

Keira, Jo Beverley is one of my autobuys. Love love love her. I always feel smarter when I read her.

Ooh, Janga. Thank you! That passage’s pure pleasure.

I can’t make a BILL because that would require brain cells and I don’t have any of those functioning right now. I’ve read the first Plum book and have to say I’m probably more in the Babe category but just knowing there isn’t more sex with Ranger makes me loath to read the rest.

I’m trying to avoid catching anything about An Affair Before Christmas but it’s everywhere! Dang it. LOL!

Another recent addition to my BILL is Katha Pollitt’s collection of personal essays/meditations, Learning to Drive and Other Life Stories. Pollitt is a poet among other things, and her gift shows in the care with which she crafts her sentences. I found myself reading sentences aloud for the sheer pleasure of the language. One example: “Sometimes I think I would like to be a word — not a big important word, like ‘love’ or ‘truth,’ just a small ordinary word, like ‘orange’ or ‘inkstain’ or ‘so,’ a word that people use so often and so unthinkingly that its specialness has all been worn away, like the roughness on a pebble in a creek bed, but that has a solid heft when you pick it up, and if you hold it to the light at just the right angle you can glimpse the spark at its core.”