Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

This is a very typical Nicholas Sparks book. It's told by a women recounting her great love of many years ago, and, of course, there is tragedy.

I think I like Nicholas Sparks' movies a lot better than his books. The books are so short that I feel short-changed. It's like he just jumps into "and they looked across the room and fell in love minutes after arriving at the inn." He has good ideas, but he rushes through the stories to crank them out, and they just don't compare to a true, well written love story. He just seems a step above Harlequin.

I'll get the movie when it comes out on DVD, and I just know I'll like it better than the book.