So I ended up heading to Barnes & Nobel today, trying to find Julie Powell's Cleaving. Surprisingly, the bookstore clerk pointed to his computer monitor and was regretful to inform me that, "We don't have any in stock, but I can order them in for you." I winced. Why would I drive all the way from Tampa just to order Julie Powell's novels? I could of done that on Amazon in the comfort of my home. Oh well. The man was trying his best to cheer me up.
Afterwards, I browsed through the store and scanned through some interesting novels aka The Demonologist by Gerald Brittle. Whenever I can not find something decent to read, I wind up in the middle of some scary, intriguing book. I hate passing the paranormal section because of this. Actress Vera Farmiga from the famous Conjuring films referenced this book for her role. Those nights after reading paranormal books, my mind naturally conjures up those documented incidents. Restlessness isn't fun, as everyone knows. Oh well, I love the Conjuring movies and saw the recent on my 20th. It's a love hate relationship.
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