Skulls and Coffee

This was last month's book club selection. Due to the weather we decided to discuss this and this months pick on the same day. I pick this up, read a couple of pages, wrinkle my nose in disgust, and sit it down. Lather, rinse, repeat.

This was described as a funny, fluffy read. Maybe I'm just uber-sensitive instead of my more normal super-sensitive but I didn't find the fun or fluffy. I found it painful. Poor dude, looking for love while not seeing anything but black and white. His lack of ability to discern shades of gray is like describing the opposite of me-I see too much gray.

I kept trying to finish this-but man this book is hurting me in ways I can't describe. So it's onto the next book club book. Which is to be read in a day and a half. Oy.