Once upon a time I was an avid reader. Life got in the way for a while and I put the books down. A recent change in circumstance means I have more spare time once and I have been bitten by the bug again.
I have been waiting to read this book for a long time.
Even when I wasn't reading, and before I embraced e-readers I had a copy sat by my night-stand for what felt like, and indeed probably was, years.
Right up my alley, and I have no doubt it will become a much loved and cherished novel when I do get around to it.
That time is not now, however, so I have again put it to one side, ready for the time in my life when I feel I can embrace it.
My dad died two years ago, my sister died in April and my mum died six weeks later.
I am, quite simply, not ready to read a book like this yet.