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A few of my favourite books...

... can be seen at Choc Lit's Book Club this month.

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Deborah Carr (Debs) said…
I hate to admit it, but I haven't read this book. I think it's time to add it to my wish list.
26 March 2010 at 06:35
Chris Stovell said…
Debs, we all know the size of your TBR pile! You're going to have to stretch time to read them all!
26 March 2010 at 07:23
Reading Tea Leaves said…
Nice book choices Chris - not familiar with Blood and Chocolate though.

Looked at your house details - you live in a mansion!! Any prospective buyers yet?

Jeanne x
26 March 2010 at 09:43
Chris Stovell said…
Thanks for reading them, Jeanne. No buyers on the horizon - they have very high expectations!
26 March 2010 at 10:25
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26 March 2010 at 22:18
sheepish said…
Sorry about the house sale falling through, I know how annoyed I used to get with house viewings, but I'm sure the right people are just around the corner, quick go out there and grab them!!!!
Now I'm off to check out your book choices. have a good weekend.
27 March 2010 at 02:39
Liane Spicer said…
Chris, you have a real talent for writing reviews that make me want to read the books NOW!
27 March 2010 at 08:41
Chris Stovell said…
Sheepish - they won't get away if I spot them!

Liane - thank you! This was a new experience for me so nice to get the thumbs up. Thanks!
27 March 2010 at 15:05
Flowerpot said…
I haven't read it either. Am having to be quite careful what I read at the moment so might leave till another time!
29 March 2010 at 09:39
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