I know I’m reading less. I feel it. I tell myself times and seasons, but it does frustrate me. I shouldn’t let it, though. I really ought to change my mindset and just let books come as they do. I used to be that way or at least I feel like I was. I did read a little bit of everything, however, so there’s that.
At any rate, this was, hands-down, my favorite this month:
It was perfect. I saw someone in a reading forum call this YA; it’s not, mostly because the protagonist is a 40-something guy. But it was a good cross-over, and I loved every minute of it.
As for the rest: