Let me windbag you a little bit, because I can’t help myself…There’s this novel I put down a couple of days ago. One of the fascinating things about it other than a freaking awesome storyline is that it had a risqué title. Nothing scandalous, although I guess it depends with the person who saw the cover and thought me to be some sort of a nut or maybe thought, “that’s some dope chick right there.” Cue in some hearty laughter
You know those eerie looks you get in a matatu, park or wherever you decide to just cool off with a good book and the person sitting next to you thinks you are reading some motivational book. Somehow you can sense how proud they are of you…only when they glance at what you are reading, you can see their face fall because how on earth are you not reading a motivational book by TD Jakes or that Robbins guy who makes people walk on hot coal or is it charcoal…haha!