On Sunday, I had the overwhelming desire to get lost in a book. And while I'm reading several novels at the moment, none of them are "getting lost" material.
So I turned to Bobbie Faye with When a Man Loves a Weapon by Toni McGee Causey. This is the third Bobbie Faye book and the series has had a make-over - one that is not entirely welcomed by me - compete with new, ridiculous titles. Gone are the cute craw fish covers and in their place are boring covers. But Bobbie Faye is the same, thank goodness.
She is a whirlwind of (mostly) inadvertent destruction. These books are like action movies with a female heroine and cute cops/Feds, surrounded by Southern eccentricities and humor. It's a great mix and totally "getting lost" worthy. The first book was great (Bobbie Faye's Very (Very, Very, Very) Bad Day) and I probably should have re-read it this weekend, after my endless stream of bad luck last week.
Honestly, sometimes I feel like Bobbie Faye, who seems to have a sign on her back that says, "Please Screw Me Over."
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