This weekend I saw The Help. You may remember my post about the book in which I traveled to the depths of despair because I couldn’t possibly ever write any book so wonderful and therefore why should I try. After which I realized that we all are meant to write the stories we are meant to write as the author of The Help certainly did and did very, very well.
I first heard about this book on Twitter, The Help by Kathryn Stockett. A personality I admire said it was the best book of the year. I don’t know for sure why I believed her when people tweet similar things about interesting sounding books all the time. It might have been how emphatic she was. Or the fact that she reiterated it every time she re-tweeted that someone new was