As I’ve mentioned before, I like to know how people come across any and all books they read. While having lunch the other day with two amazing women blessings and discussing my weekly three-hour drives to see a loved one, they suggested I listen to audio books while travelling in the car. Eureka!
The last time I can recall listening to audio books was when I drove three hours from grad school to home, which is a long time ago. Thus, I was anxious to explore the offerings at our local library. My squirts, now pros on two wheels, and I hopped onto the bike trail across the street from our house and found our way to Glen Carbon Centennial Library (in one piece, I might add). Here I explored nearly four rows of books on cd, a welcome increase in selection from years past.
A foodie at heart, the title which caught my eye was Sloane Crosley’s I Was Told There’d Be Cake, a New York Times bestseller. A compilation of essays told in Crosley’s own voice, this was the ideal reintroduction to audio books for me. I didn’t have to remember a cast of characters or settings. Instead, I only had to hone in on one nonfictional account at a time ranging from the mystery of the bowel movement found on the rug in her small New York bathroom to her near death experience with hemochromatosis (yes, I didn’t know what this ailment was before listening either).
Crosley’s careful manipulation of words made me giggle aloud as I waited in my lane for prescriptions to be filled or checks to be cashed. I even found myself more than a tidy bit miffed when the GPS lady interrupted as I was trying to drive to a new-to-me locale.
So, if it has been a while since you have listened to an audio book or never tried one before, pick up Crosley’s I Was Told There’d Be Cake and listen to her straightforward story told in her own words.