Hello..My Name is Bk_30 and I am a Julie Garwood addict...

I Love to read. If you have been following this blog for long, or know me in real life, you probably know this about me already. I will read anything. Even the back of food packages or cereal boxes if they happen to be lying around. A few years ago though, on a routine trip to the library I found a book about a group of five orphan children living on the streets of New York. The boys found a baby girl in a trash can and decided to become a family and raise the baby. As the boys fell in love with their new baby sister, I fell in love with all of them. And as I laughed and cried my way through the book, I fell in love with the Author. The book was For the Roses and the author was Julie Garwood. Since then I have read every book she has written (under that name at least). When she took a break form historical romance to write modern suspense romance..I went right along with her and was not disappointed. When I get a Garwood in my hands I loose all sense of time and place. I am completely pulled into the story line and when I reach the end, I'm like a child on christmas morning, looking for the present that surely must be hiding under the tree. As I turn the last page back and forth in disbelief that the story is over. I have to force myself to only read a few chapters at a time so that the book will last..other wise, I have been known to read one of her books in a day..and then be cranky like any other addict when I can't get my fix.

So imagine the exicitement that coursed through me the other day, when I went to get the new book hubby and I were going to read, and saw a new Garwood sitting on the shelf just waiting for me to find it? For 1/2 a second I hedged and looked at another book, but then I rememebered hubby read and liked Heartbreaker, Mercy,and KillJoy so he was certain to like Slow Burn, right? Debate over I took the book and carried it clutched to my chest to the car. I lovingly set in the seat next to me and returned to work safe in the knowledge that I had read all of her books and was going to spend the weekend devouring the newest one.

I forced myself to wait until bedtime to snuggle down and get aquainted with my newest find. I cracked open the book and let the "new book" smell wash over me. Being a creature of habit I, of course, had to read the list of "other books" that comes on the first few pages of every book. What did my eyes find? Horror of horror's, that I had missed three of ms. Garwoods books! Murder List, A Certain Smile and Shadow Dance But then I realized that means..I can rip through Slow Burn and still have three books waiting..so not really a bad thing uh?

Now if you'll excuse me..a certain dashing Buchanan and the streets of Charleston are calling my name.....