I have been busy, all swept up in Julia Quinn's Bridgerton series. I've just got the last book left -- Gregory Bridgerton. I've already started. I've found that I vaguely remember each story once I've started reading, but sometimes I remember better than others. If you don't know already, the identity of Mrs. Whistledown is
Well, 2020 ended without much reading and it took me awhile to get back into novels. I've certainly flipped through graphic novels and cookbooks. Yet it took binging the popular Bridgerton series on Netflix and a desire to revisit the romance novels the series is based on to get back into the swing of reading.
Unfortunately, this month's reading consisted only of one and a half books, and I don't believe will finish the other half by the end of the month. I do have several spooky titles I'm interested in reading, but instead I spent the month de-compressing with horror films and shows. So here is my pitiful monthly
As a child, you would rarely see me without a book in hand. I definitely played outside with neighbourhood friends and cousins, and as a teen, I would hang out online with school and internet friends. But at the dinner table, on my couch, in my bed, I was always reading. And then I did