- the witch doesn’t burn in this one by Amanda Lovelace
- Fingerprints of the Gods by Graham Hancock
- The Art of Simple Living by Sunmyo Masuma
- Kiss of Pride by Sandra Hill
- Kiss of Surrender by Sandra Hill
- Life Among the Savages and Raising Demons by Shirley Jackson
- When Darkness Loves Us by Elizabeth Engstrom
- The House by A. O’Connor
- The Murmur of Bees by Sofia Segovia
- An American Princess by Annejet von der Zijl
- All This I Will Give To You by Delores Redando
- The Hangman’s Daughter by Oliver Patzsch
- About the Night by Anat Talshir
- The Dark Heart by Joakin Palikinkivist
- Go by Kczuki Kaneshiro
- The Passion According to Carmela by Marcus Aquinn
- This Life or the Next by Demian Vitanza
- Saga, vol 8 by Brian K. Vaughan
- Saga, vol 9 by Brian K. Vaughan
- You Are a Badass at Making Money by Jen Sincero
- Sleeping Giants by Sylvain Neuvel
- The Figure in the Carpet by Henry James
Reading Forbidden Secrets by R.L. Stine (book), Just Over the Mountain by Robyn Carr (ebook), The Witching Hour by Anne Rice (audio), Chariots of the Gods by Erich von Danikan (nonfiction), the princess saves herself in this one by Amanda Lovelace (poetry), and A Calendar of Days by Leo Tolstoy
I read a lot last week and, as always happens when I read a lot, I am thus feeling over confident in my reading abilities. So I checked out some books and I bought some books.
Every year Amazon gives about nine books in celebration of World Book Day and you can bet your ass that I download every one.
I am caught up on Saga which is apparently on hiatus which means that I pretty much want to stab someone in the face.
I finally finished Sleeping Giants which was GD delightful. I cannot wait to read the next in the trilogy,
I was thinking this morning about being well read. See, the internet is weird because you are in contact with so many different people and that means that I come across people who read way more than me and have made ti through more classics and have read the latest bestseller. I tend to measure myself against this. I waffle between “I haven’t read enough classics” to “I want to read what the cool kids are reading.” But today I realized that I read more than one other person who I know in real life and I think I might read more broadly than anyone I know. I’m kind of a superstar in my own world.
But books, man. They are the glue that holds my world together. I hope there’s a library in heaven.