Not The Same As Reading

I am fully committed to Books on Audio. Already addicted. So into it, I no longer listen to Bob & Tom in the morning. So into it, I do not make a phone call the minute I get in my car after work. I just completed two stories today. Part of a series by Debbie Macomber. I have read quite of few of Debbie Macomber's books. They are predictable. Sweet, little love stories. Her books are fun to read. You can read them with one hand tied behind your back. They are perfect for the car. I can keep one part of my mind on the road, the other on the story. These two stories are about a small town in Alaska. They offer jobs to women and free land if they will stay for one year. The books are about the romances that come from the women moving to Alaska. It sounds lame even writing about it. It is like when you want a romantic movie. It is obvious it is going to be lame, but sometimes I need lame. Lame movies, lame music, lame books. I find lame reassuring and relaxing.

I am absolutely surprised at how much I enjoy audio books. I look forward to getting in my car to drive to work. Makes the drive home from work way more enjoyable. How great is this, over the hill and still finding new joy from books.