Up All Night

I did it again. Pulled an all-nighter. I wasn’t partying or working or studying. I was reading a Nora Roberts novel. It’s a compulsion. When the pub dates are posted, I mark my calendar.

This time, it was The Last Boyfriend, the second installment of The Inn Boonsboro Trilogy. A few weeks ago, it was the big stand-alone, The Witness. I read so fast; I read them twice. After all, I don’t want to miss anything.

Why all night? Why Nora Roberts? She makes me turn the page.

About these ads

About Elisabeth Crisp / @crisplyspoken

I write funny stories about serious subjects.

Posted on May 5, 2012, in Just One Thing, Writers Write and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. I do that far too often for my own good. Though not limited to Nora Roberts.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s


Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 1,172 other followers

%d bloggers like this: