nineteen minutes

from www.jodipicoult.com

been hoarding Picoult's books lately and this was the most recent.  i'm finished with it.  finally.

a digression... i realized that i have not been in my usual reading persona.  when before i would devour books after books, not stopping for breaks (unless really necessary, like taking a 2-minute pee) or having the lights turned off to force you to sleep (because the sun is up by the way!), i now find myself having to sneak some time to read, in between chores, in between rest and work.  i miss those times when all i had to worry about is making sure my homework was done before i started to read again.  being an adult is a huge stumbling block to being able to read.  in my case that is.

nineteen minutes.
raw.
heart-wrenching.
tear-jerker.
a must read.
(just what i wrote in my FB status a few minutes ago.)

there have been times that i wished i was as good as a writer these authors were.  this is not that time.  all i wanted was to read a good book, a truly riveting one, and i got what i wanted.

i do not intent to write a critique but i do encourage you to read it.

i end up asking myself, "what can i do in nineteen minutes?", and i could enumerate small and big things that i can but when you get the chance to read this book, you realize that those nineteen minutes could be as trivial or as life-changing as it could be. so the next better question to ask myself is, "how can i make nineteen minutes relevant if not at all meaningful?"

be a Peter.