I bought a new book yesterday.

It’s called Roses by Leila Meacham. Not gonna lie. The first thing that caught my eye about this book was the pretty colors. I’m a 26-year-old child. But, I saw the little words “Gone With the Wind” on it and that piqued my interest even more. I love Gone With the Wind. I love the book. I love the movie. I love the era. And I love Rhett Butler. I’m also a sucker for historical fiction. And epic love stories.  The review on the front cover said, “Like Gone With the Wind, as gloriously entertaining as it is vast…ROSES transports.” – People  (Sidenote: If you’re a guy and you haven’t read Gone With the Wind (and assuming you actually like to read), I highly recommend it. It’s not just a flowery, love story. It’s a classic for every gender.)

So, anyway, that’s what did it for me. If someone compares a book to Gone With the Wind, I’m gonna have to see for myself. It’s also a New York Times bestseller. Have any of you read it already?

For those of you who want to know what it’s about, I’ll just type what’s on the back.

“Heralded as the new Gone With the Wind” (USA Today), this acclaimed novel brings back the epic storytelling that readers have always loved — in a panoramic saga of dreams, power struggles, and forbidden passions in East Texas. Spanning the twentieth century, this is the tale of the powerful founding families of Howbutker, Texas, and how their histories intertwined over three intriguing generations.

Cotton tycoon Mary Toliver and timber magnate Percy Warwick fell in love, but because of their stubborn natures and Mary’s devotion to her family’s land, they unwisely never wed. Now they must deal with the deceit, secrets, and tragedies that surround them, and the poignant loss of what might have been–not only for themselves, but also for the children who follow them.”

Anyway, now I have every intention of immersing myself in this book. If you don’t hear from me for a few days, you’ll know that I’m somewhere in east Texas and that I can’t put the stinkin’ book down. I do that sometimes. This book is quite lengthy, though. So, I’m sure I’ll come up for air at some point.

Until then,

The Dairymaid