i’m like eight pages from the end of Portrait of the Walrus by a Young Artist, and i’m pretty sure it’s just a bunch of crap. i should have known way back in the first few pages when she talked about the bowling shoes that nothing good could come from this. i’m not sure that any author could work the magic needed in the last eight pages to redeem this book. i am so disappointed. i hate when i pick bad, bad books.
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You’re never going to let the bowling shoes go, are you? 🙂
how can i when she was just so wrong? everyone who has ever gone bowling knows you can’t wear the bowling shoes outside. if you could there would be no need for bowling shoes and you’d just bowl in your regular shoes.