It’s been a good reading month (note the lack of grown-up books…). I did get a lot read, and even though my piles are growing bigger every day (I need a time turner!), I don’t feel overly hopeless about it all. Maybe that has something to do with my favorite book this month:
I loved it, and I think it’s the perfect ending. Really. Not that there wasn’t a number of great books this month. There were. My heart just belongs to Tiffany Aching.
As for the rest:
What were your favorites this month?