haha. (:

a-nyway, I'm in one of my uber-lazy moods today. Found the novel guide for Animal Farm, it wasn't that hard. I love that book. Anita Brookner. Elizabeth George Speare.

You know, chick-lit doesn't equate to trashy romance novels. Trashy romance novels are when stuff is horribly predictable, the woman who is somehow the only female who doesn't swoon at the sight of the rakish devilishly handsome blacksheep son of the wealthy O'Connor family. In the end, they end up passionately kissing beside the pond near his house, but somehow it never leads to sex because though they are both wild uncontrolled free people, they know when to stop. Ha.

Chick-lit, on the other hand, -at least, good chick lit- ain't just something people for the swooning and the smut and the pr0n. It actually does have good character development, leaves an impact on you, and allinall is not trashy.

There.