books, desires, and confusing ideas

I've been reading a book for a couple of days now. Three books in three days, to be exact. I'm not sure If I have the courage to pinpoint the specific title of the books just yet because, frankly, these were never my type. I just wanted to see what all the hype was about. Maybe I'll have the guts to mention them in another blog, but right now, I'm a chicken.

Yes, at first I was skeptical. The book's plot never held enough promise. In fact, it was so cliche that I never gave it a second though. Until now. A product of having too much time and too little stuff to fill it with, I guess. So unlike me. But when you're bored and desperate, a lot of things that's so "unlike you" can happen. So I guess this one's one of those.

Or maybe I'm just making excuses so I hide my desire to read them. I'm not sure.