I have nothing to say.

I invented a new tuna salad yesterday! Tuna + Miracle Whip + raisins + slivered almonds + mixed greens + raspberry vinaigrette dressing = FANtastic eats!!!

So I'm reading Stephen King's It. I have an unnatural fear of clowns, so I've naturally stayed away from this book for quite some time. I noticed it on the library shelf, though, and realized it's the only book he's published that I haven't read and so I felt compelled to check it out. I had to look far and wide on the 'net for a picture of the book cover that didn't feature that ghastly clown. A little aside here: remind me to tell you of the time my sister, Patti, scared the everliving bejeebers out of me with just a simple picture.

***note to readers*** Do NOT, I repeat DONOT attempt to eat delicious though squishy tuna salad while reading It. Actually, stay away from reading Stephen King period for as long as you're eating. Sooner or later, that tuna salad, no matter how delectable it may be, will start to remind you of guts or worse.

That is all. Get back to work!

House Next Door: Part 2

I finished The House Next Door and I'm on to The Ruins by Scott Smith. I hear this one has talking plants! Woohoo!

The House Next Door is not a traditional scary book, but there were a few more of those ohmygoodness moments. If you're worried about goriness, there's one part that made me cringe a little, but nothing on the level of Stephen King or Dean Koontz.

(A little aside here: If you're wondering what it would be like to rip someones testicles completely off their body, Stephen King offers a great description in Black House. Just in case you're interested.)

The ending was a little disappointing, but only because I like to end books with the plot neatly tied up in a little bundle with no annoying loose strings poking out.

All in all, it was very well written with believable, well-developed characters. I'm on the hunt for more books by Anne Rivers Siddons.