Belle de Jour by Anonymous

I love blogs. I am obsessed with blogs. I currently write 4 blogs. I am not so sure blogs should be books.

I have read my share of blogs turned books. You can read one such review here. I didn't think this book was of that category-until I read the first two entries.

Belle de Jour: Diary of an Unlikely Call Girl had an intriguing cover. I judge books by their cover.

I liked the book, but I am having a hard time singing it's praises. I am not sure why. It's not that I am up tight about sex or prostitution. Please.

Belle, as I guess her name is, is a call girl. And all I'm sayin' is-if you are good at what you do, you enjoy it-then get paid for it. I see nothing wrong with it. Her writing is great-she really knows how to tell a story . . .

Story . . . maybe that is what is missing in this book. In other blogs-turned-books, I feel like the writers used their blogs a reference, so to speak, and built a story around it. Maybe it cohesion. Beginning, middle and end. This, however, just reads like . . .well, a blog. There is no real storyline and no real ending. When I got to the last page, I just felt. . .hmm, I guess that's it. No real satisfaction. I suppose I could go read the blog, but that seems like a lot of searching and a lot of work.

I guess my overall thought is: take it or leave it.