Doing my bit for the procrastination effort.

While I wait on a source to get back to me with some more background information for a story I'm doing, I could have organized my notes, put together quotes from my other sources or gotten to work on my next story. I could have.

I also could have snaked my drains.

Instead, I was the happy recipient of a cardboard box from Barnes and Noble today. A box of books from a gift card that I found in one of the move boxes. Sure, the card probably belonged to my husband. But he didn't use it and if someone isn't willing to help unpack those pesky office boxes, finders keepers, lazy-men-who-leave-all-unpacking-to-their-wives weepers.

So since it was a rainy day, I figured I'd just pick up one of the books and skim the first few pages -- Laura Lippman's "What the Dead Know." It's the story of a decades old abduction of two sisters, Sunny and Heather Bethany, and a woman, caught leaving the scene of a car accident, saying that she is Heather, the younger of the two sisters. But something is not quite right and the story, told both in the year of the abduction and in the present, tries to unravel is she who she says she is?

I was not able to put it down until I turned the last page.

I should probably hide the rest of the book shipment until I finish this story. But if any of the others are as good as this one, I'm going to have a hard time doing so.