Finished --

-- with Jennifer St. Giles' The Mistress of Trevelyan, that is. (I *wish* I was finished with something writing related.)

I climbed into bed last night at about 10:30, I think. My back had been hurting me all day so I unplugged the alarm clock to plug in the heating pad. (I also took 4 Excedrin Migraine during the course of the evening. Nothing cures what ails you like Excedrin Migraine. I had some hydrocodine but I figured it would knock me right out and I wouldn't hear the sweet boy if he cried. Since he's standing up in his crib now and the hubby is at a tennis tourney this weekend, being knocked out on meds would not be a good thing.)

As I'd been doing all week, I had planned to read a couple of chapters then hit the hay. Did that happen? No! I kept on reading and reading and reading. I couldn't put it down! When did I finish? 2:00 am this morning. But I'm glad I did.

What an amazing book with twists and turns, suspense and period romance, all rolled into one!! I'm not much of a straight-up romance reader but I am so glad I finished this book. I really couldn't put it down! I'd start a new chapter, thinking I was going to finish this one then go to bed, then I'd arrive at the end of said chapter and say, "well, I *have* to know what's going to happen next."

That's the hallmark of a good book -- when you simply cannot put it down. And now I cannot wait for His Dark Desires to be relased in November. Thank you, Jenni!!!!