I am going to write a book.  The hero will be homely, scrawny, and socially awkward.  The heroine will be rather dumpy, with  lackluster hair, huge feet and a shrill voice.  No one will fall in love at first sight.  No one will have any great family secrets to get past.  There will be no saving of some little known jungle  tribe, whom without intervention would have their habitat destroyed by evil condo developers.  And I PROMISE, there will be no “her heart nearly burst, his world stopped spinning, as their passion took them to heights they had never dreamed possible”,  sex scenes. 

 I finished the book I was listening to. Finally.   It was horrid.  Now I can move forward.


About Sandie

A little background: A mother of 3, two boys and a girl. Married young to a good man. No longer young, but he is still a good man. Grew up in the suburbs of Minneapolis, lived several years in small town Alaska, spent a couple years in the city of Madison, currently residing not too far from down town Anchorage. Drink a crazy amount of coffee. Fiercely loyal to my friends. Truly rabid in my defense of family. Beyond thankful that my God loves me enough to allow me to doubt and question.

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