This month has been one of waiting. An inordinate amount of waiting: in airports, at bus stops, train stations, in taxicabs; in fact my life over the last few weeks has felt like some fifth level limbo but with extra good books.
Last month I was COMPLETELY unorganised and ill-prepared and my BINGO-ing went by the wayside. This month, even though I am still not the least bit prepared (I would never … Continue reading BINGO @ BlueCastle (or super flash 80s, morally shady 60s and depressingly realistic 00s…)
<<< TBR CHALLENGE: April 2017 >>> The munificent and benevolent Wendy the Super Librarian’s TBR Challenge this month was Contemporary. Just warning y’all right now —— I ain’t be so … Continue reading Ain’t She Sweet, Susan Elizabeth Phillips (or the contemporary: clawing its way back into my TBR…)
Urgh. I would just like to alert the judges to the fact that my reading month was TERRIBLE-AWFUL-NO-GOOD-HORRID. Where have all the good books gone???? I think they hide and … Continue reading Bingo @ BlueCastle, February (Or, 7 books that contributed to a new frown wrinkle on my forehead…*mutter mutter*)
It has been one of THOSE months.
You know, the ones where each week is ascendingly more awful than the week preceding it, until you are at this zenith point of Terribleness, but there is nowhere escape and you think: yep, this is it. Hell has frozen over and I am just waiting for a nod from one of the four horseman before the End of Days is officially declared.
Yeah, one of those Novembers.
They say the first step to recovery is admitting it…so I am just going to come out and say it: this month was 31 consecutive days of over-reading, glomming and bingeing on authors that I insta-loved. In other words: single-author book bacchanalias.
I am just going to be completely honest here and tell you that this should be in NO way considered a thoughtful and impartial critique of a book.