Hitting an all-time low

Yesterday I made two poor choices.

I read the silliest book I've ever read.

Wings of the Morning by Lori Wick

Silly is not a good thing in this case.

If anyone ever tries to get you to read a "Christian romance novel," run away. Run far away. Don't look back.

Yesterday I also saw the worst movie I've seen in a long time.

Lover Come Back with Doris Day and Rock Hudson

Don't be fooled by the kitschy packaging and Doris Day's perky blond bob. This was not her finest moment.

Here's a sample of the dialogue in this film. Rock says, "Forget about me, Carol! You need a man, not a mass of neurotic doubts!"

We are supposed to believe that this line convinces Doris to fall for Rock.

It was a strange, strange movie.

Now that I've sworn off Christian romance books and Doris Day-Rock Hudson pictures, I need to clear my head with some decent literature.

My next project:

I've wanted to read it for a long time, especially since a guy I seriously respect told me it was his favorite.

That should do the trick.