Book Blogger Appreciation Week Post #2

Okay, so theoretically, this is supposed to be the 4th post, but I missed out on the first two, so for me it is just number 2.

And I am going to have to make it quick because my friends are taking their very quick showers and then we are heading out for a day of tourism in Paris. And I am supposed to be getting ready and not blogging.

So, today I am supposed to write about that book that I discovered on a book blog that I now just love love LOVE absolutely cannot live without.
And oddly enough, I can't seem to think of one right now. A book that I actually DISCOVERED in a blog. . . I'm sort of new to the book blogging scene and have only even been checking them out for the last couple of months. So there are books that are on my list of books to read that I wouldn't have even thought about without book blogs, but I really can't think of any books that I have ALREADY read.

So, I will post instead about the most recent book that I read that absolutely BLEW ME AWAY and that I loved totally unexpectedly. I think the last time that this happened was over a year and a half ago, with "the Time Traveler's Wife," which is absolutely without a doubt a (5 star) book if ever there was one.
This book was so incredibly beautiful that it took my breath away. I read it all in one sitting and cried my eyes out from about page 50 right on until the very end. I read this book ages ago, and sometimes I still think about it and am overwhelmed by its' elegance and beauty; It goes backwards and forwards and then backwards again. The characters are so interesting that sometimes in life I will be thinking about someone or something someone said, trying to figure out whom it is. Then I will remember that it was Henry or Clare or someone else from the book.

And the thing is - I ALMOST didn't read it. The cover did absolutely nothing for me, and, since I VERY rarely read the backs of books, since I don't want to know anything about them, the cover is very important to me. The colors were pretty, which was the only thing it had going for it. LUCKILY, I kept seeing the book everywhere, and LUCKILY, the author, Audrey Niffenegger, had my name, and I thus picked up the book every time I saw it. Otherwise, I think I would have missed out on this gem of a book. And that would have been tragic.