| | Who knew I could love a book so much? I know what Dana means about putting one in the freezer although I really feel like building a bonfire for this one. How did I, a good little Southern girl, never read Gone with the Wind? How did I never watch the movie? How did I go 3 days shy (Yes, I'll be, dear God just kill me now, 32 on Sunday) of 32 years without knowing the Heaven of this book? I feel like I fell into a love I've never known, was torn into small pieces and turned inside out. I've never cried so much over a book. I feel like crying now just thinking of it. Can I be Margaret Mitchell when I grow up? Please? Is Scarlett worth reading? |
| | Posted 6/29/2006 10:15 AM - 38 views - 23 comments
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