![]() I had heard about The Da Vinci Code through a circle of friends I ran with, but more importantly it was everywhere I looked at the time. I fondly remember those moments like they were yesterday. It kicked off mad fervor for author Dan Brown. The Da Vinci Code was one of these so called “magical” books for me. Those are the books that I can’t inexplicably put down and just want more of. It ceases to let go of me as it manages to keep me engrossed, excited about and invigorated over throughout the read. ![]() However, every once in awhile that magical manuscript does come along that wildly captivates and fascinates my imagination. Dull reading material is prone to giving me narcolepsy during the middle of the day. A book, good or bad, usually puts me right to sleep just like a classic X-Files episode does calming my hectic nerves. By the time I snuggle up with a book it’s like I have taken a large dose of Tylenol PM. While I love to read I often have this problem in life called no time. The Da Vinci Code book was one of those that come around every so often that make non-readers take note of and spend time doing something they normally wouldn’t…they READ.
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