My third book of the year and a book that typifies my desire to read drivel was "Dear John" (by master of schmaltz -- Nicholas Sparks. It has been sitting on my desk for a couple of months and I finally decided to clear it off by reading it.
I was surprised by it. The book was centered around a man who was a rebel as a kid. He went into the army and straightened himself out... and one week home while home on leave, he met the woman of his dreams.
Nicholas Sparks likes to throw a bunch of wacky shit into it to confuse the reader and make it seem as though the lovely couple can't make it. This is not any different than any of his other books, but i liked this one since it also focused on the protagonist's relationship with his father... and he eventually learns why it was so strained...
It was a great book...but crap at the same time... but shit.. that's Nicholas Sparks... you get what you pay for...
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