I just got a new car. It’s a 2010 Chevy Cobalt and every time I get into it, there is that great new car smell. When I see it parked in a parking lot, the shiny blue finish gleams in the sun. Unlike my old car, I’m not sitting in a “pit”, trying to see over the steering wheel. Instead, we fly down the highway with the radio playing songs from the ’60’s. I love this car and until I had it, I didn’t even realize how much I didn’t care that much for my old car.
And you know when I usually feel like this? It’s when another book in one of my favorite series or from a favorite author. When I get that book, especially if I’ve been waiting for it to be released, my mouth waters. I check out the cover. I read the back blurb. Sometimes I even read the first couple of paragraphs. I can’t wait to get into the story.
When I first got my previous car, it had the new car smell, but it wasn’t as sweet as my new car. I didn’t have the same thrill driving it. When I saw it in a parking lot, all I felt was gratitude I’d found it.
Sometimes, new books do the same thing to me. I love the series or the author, but the book I so eagerly awaited doesn’t quite live up to anticipation. I’m right now reading the latest Anita Blake paperback and while it’s okay, it’s not worth the anticipation I had waiting for it. Part of the problem is that Anita’s not with her guys, and I miss them. After all, that’s why I like the series. So this book definitely not what I would call “new and shiny’>
That ever happen to you?