FLswampthing, and the curious case of trying her best to like any of Grady Hendrick’s novels… (part 1)
It has happened to every reader. You take a solo trip to Barnes and Noble. You take the obligitory bathroom break right as you enter. (seriously. why do I have to use the bathroom the second I walk through the door) You begin to peruse the shelves. And then you come upon it, the book…
