September was officially Thriller Month (cue MJ) and I FINALLY read Girl on the Train – but it was the non-thrillers that really blew my mind and landed into my top three.
In honour of the beginning of my 28th year on this planet (I know, I don’t look a day over 21!) I tried a variety of books – poetry, essays, a play, it all happened in August!
A mixed month of some very average books, but a couple of gems kept it from being a total bust…
Half way through the year, 54% in to my 2016 target of 100 books and several reading challenges under my belt. Time to look at June, but also the year so far…
HAPPY SUMMER! Or not. Because today is officially shite. Firstly, it is raining on an almost biblical scale. Secondly, we’re emerging from a double whammy of hate, following last week’s horrific assault on the LGBTQIA community in Orlando, and the senseless murder of Jo Cox. Finally, I’m quite convinced that we’re approximately three days from a xenophobia-fuelled self-imposed exile from the EU. Needless to say, I am not full of the joy of Summer.
How has May come and gone already?! I had a similar experience to April – too many challenges, too little time. I also read some cracking books – three warranted five stars!
April reminded me of the downside to signing up to too many reading challenges – namely, forcing myself to struggle through book just because it fits in with a prompt. Author surnames beginning with ‘U’ are not common!
March saw fewer offensively awful books (at least, in comparison to last month’s regrettable foray into Ian Fleming…) and the delightful discovery that I love YA!
February’s reading was at least slightly more diverse (I say that fully acknowledging that two female and one non-white authors does not diversity make) thanks to signing up to a variety of Goodreads challenges.