#$@%ing Read Me!

So, Christmas is officially over, and, no, this is not an "obligatory" re-cap post. I won't bore you with the deets on how I spent it. I can sum it up in two words: food, family. That's all you need to know. You're welcome.

On to bigger and better news ...

My dear friend, Peter DeWolf, wrote a book! He calls it a novella, but if it is bound and published, then it is a book in my eyes.

The book is called #$@%ing Read Me! (yes, seriously, that is what it's called) and can be found on sale here*.

Now at first glance you're probably thinking, "Why would I read a book where the title is telling me to fucking read it?!"

And, that was my first thought too. In fact, I thought to myself, "He is lucky that he is my friend and I like-slash-respect him so much. I will fucking read your book, Peter. But not because your book told me to!"

So, why would you read it? Well, because it is telling you to, that's why! I mean, what author would have the balls that Mr. DeWolf has to name their book #$@%ing Read Me!

But in all honesty, this book is really great. I was able to read it in one sitting because I completely got caught up in the story line. I fell in love with the characters (yes, even the bat-shit crazy mother). You can also hear Peter's "voice" come through in this novel.

It's funny though because as I was reading, I kept fixating on the title and thinking, "But, why would he name his book that?" Still, I kept reading and reading (because the story was great ... I mentioned this already, yes?) and then the answer to why this was the name of the book came to me near the end of the book. And no I will not give it away. You'll just have to buy it and see for yourself.

So, go. Fucking read it. You'll be happy you did.




*Click the word "here".