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Good morning fellow addicts   I am glad you stopped by and as usual Jennifer fromwww.crazy-for-books.com
Has posed a really good question .  I am finishing up Damaged by Alex Kava  I am giving away 2 copies
(Leave your comments in the contest  giveaway post further down) and I am also reading Hotel on the
Corner of Bitter and Sweet by Jamie Ford (Boyfriend got a gift I swear)
I just finished "Here's the Deal Dont Touch Me" by Howie Mendell
I am going to brutally honest here .  I had no intention on reading this book at all
I saw Mr. Mendell promoting this book on Good Morning America and I thought
to myself thougt it wasn't for me .  I mean aren't alot of actors,althletes trying
to get us their kinda crappy memoirs?(The only reason I have the book is
because the Amazon seller sent this instead of "Drown" by Junot Diaz.  I wont say
which one because we all make mistakes)   I detest /loathe/hate the idea of
wasting money.  Heck it doesn't even have to be my money and I it drives me nuts.
So that's the real reason I read this book..  Did You know Howie Mendell wasn't diagnosed with Adhd until he was an Adult?   That he married the only girl he actually
dated.. I have a newfound respect for his wife of 30 years especially since fans are
disrespectful at times,their privacy doesn't exist and she has had to do the lion's share
of raising the kids.  Howie Mendell's struggle with Ocd and Adhd makes this a entertaining read.I guess having a sense of humor can get you through some things.  I gave it 4 1/2 stars out of 5.

Comments

Tiger Holland said…
Stepping in fromt he blog hop to visit and follow! Bravo to you for trying out a book so far out of your normal range of choices. It's sounds like it paid off. :-)

-Tiger

http://tigersallconsumingbooks.blogspot.com
While I enjoy memoirs, I don't run out to read Hollywood ones. This, however, sounds terrific. My kids love Deal or No Deal.

Great review.
bookaddict4real said…
Why thank you Tiger and Holly
I love it when people read my reviews thanks for stopping by!
JEANIE said…
Stopping in from the hop.

Jeanie
Twice is Nice Blog
Dana Alma said…
Hey you, just stopping by on the hop and follow. Have a great weekend. Happy Reading!!!
See ya!
Readaholics Anonymous
Kristin said…
Thanks for your comment on my post about the From The Heart book. It was really great to be able to be a part of it.

I'm interested to read the Howie book as well. Thanks for the review!
Susan said…
I saw Howie Mandell (however you spell it) interviewed on The Bonnie Hunt Show awhile back and it was fascinating to hear him talk about his struggles with ADHD and OCD. It's amazing how much he's overcome.

Anyway, I just stopped by from the Hop. I'm enjoying your blog!
Amanda said…
Hello there,

I'm returning the favour and stopping by from the Hop. Thank you so much for your comments about my blog header. They really are my boots and hat!
bookaddict4real said…
Wow really those where your boots and Hat? I am so inspired to do more of my own photography.
booksploring said…
Hey! Thanks for stopping by my blog on the Hop! I'm looking forward to exploring your blog some more... :-)

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