So my two best friends, co-bloggers at my daily romance books and fellow authors got together this weekend at a writers retreat. We traveled far and wide to see each other in person because it just doesn't happen often enough. We live in three different states. Florida, Oklahoma, and Kentucky. And even though we talk from the moment we wake up to the time we go to bed, like all day, every day since the beginning of forever (more like a few years, but get off my back. They're small details when you think of our friendship) there's nothing better than being able to give your BFFs big squishy hugs or force them to smile in public with the ramblings you yell out. Or flash the other one on a balcony and then realize someone else on another balcony saw you. That didn't really happen or anything...)
Anyway... We talk. About everything but our main focus is everything books, and what we like to read. We gush about new finds and old favorites. I read more than they do, but they're more functional as adults than I am. While they're ruling the world, I'm wearing the same pair of yoga pants for the fourth day with a stack of finished books next to me and I smell like Lionel but you know what? It's all about priorities and maybe one they'll get theirs straight. Pfft.
We don't always like to read the same things. But once in a while we'll gang up on the lone woman out and force them to read something we both loved. Like we did to Josie with THIS MAN. Jenni and I love us some Jesse Ward. The book is ridiculous when you translate it to real world happenings. I get it. I remember reading it after Jenni told me I needed to and texting her as I read saying shit like, "I would murder him in his sleep if he ever tried that shit with me," and then ten minutes later if be all, "Hell yeah! Throw me against the wall! Woo!"
It's fiction and I love that is can be off the wall in fiction. I don't think about the logics of all real world things while I'm reading because I know it's a book. My main goal is to be entertained.
The good thing about the three of us is the debates these books bring. They get heated. We make our cases and stand by our leading men. Or we bash the ones we hate into eternity. Jenni just wants Jesse to carry her like a monkey. I'm cool with that. I want to be manhandled. Josie thinks we're both fucking nuts and slapped a big DNF on that bad boy when she got to a pivotal scene and told us both to fuck off. Honestly. I'm surprised there weren't like 15 memes to follow it up and a bunch of gifs. Our friendship is strong and that's how we are. We tell each other to fuck off with ridiculous memes multiple times a day and move on to the next topic. No one gets butt hurt because their opinion was honest and not the same as our own. I laughed at her reaction.
I wasn't offended by it because hey it's her take on it. Just more Jesse for Jenni and I to wrestle over. In the end, it all comes down to knowing what you like and respecting that not everyone else will feel the same. XO- Vanessa