I just finished reading
James Patterson's "ZOO".
It's a lil'diddy about the end of the world as we know it...
It kept my attention, I actually said the words "...the fuck?" out loud at one point. All and all I guess it was a good book. But, I don't really know how I feel about the ending. I mean, I get it. But, I still don't know how I feel about it. Most of the books I've read lately have sucked me in so much that when I'm finished, I feel empty and alone. This book left me feeling helpless and hopeless and awaiting my impending demise.
**********STOP READING NOW!**********
**********I AM ABOUT TO COMPLETELY RUIN THE BOOK FOR YOU**********