I can’t believe it’s the last day of January. I swear it was only just New Year. I am apparently losing all ability to keep track of time, and therefore slipping into a terrible mire of constant panic as deadlines pass by. But let’s be cheerful about it. I’m still finding time to do the things I love, and my gorgeous nieces and nephew are getting bigger every month. It’s wonderful to see them grow! Reading-wise, it’s been a struggle this month. I’ve been super, super busy at work, and am strugglignt o fidn the time to even wash my clothes. But I’ll get back on the wagon soon. Hopefully.
- His Christmas Bride – Lara Van Hulzen
- Circe – Madeleine Miller
- Fierce Fragile Hearts (Beautiful Broken Things #2) – Sara Barnard
- The Songbird – Marcia Willett
- I Owe You One – Sophie Kinsella
- The Hound of the Baskervilles – Arthur Conan Doyle
- Traitor’s Blade (Greatcoats #1) – Sebastien de Castell
- In the Frame – Dick Francis
- Descendant of the Crane – Joan He
- Those Other Women – Nicola Moriarty
- The Book of Love – Fionnuala Kearney
Favourite Book This Month
Easy one this month. I absolutely adored Sara Barnard’s followup to her debut novel, and positively devoured it. The Brighton atmosphere is so vivid, the characters so real, the experiences of Suzanne and her friends so believable, and the emotion just seeps off the pages. Sara Barnard is an artist, a poet, and an incredible author.
Least Favourite Book This Month
His Christmas Bride – there was nothing wrong with it, it was just the one I liked the least of this month’s reads. It was a fluffy Christmas freebie I read on the plane home, and it had no real depth, but I didn’t really want it to have depth either. It did exactly what it was supposed to, and I have no complaints about it – it just wasn’t my favourite.
Favourite cover art
This was really tough this month. There are so many great covers in my relatively small month of reading – FFH is absolutely stunning in person, with foiled birds and text. Circe is also fab, and catches the eye in a stunning way. Descendant of the Crane is breathtaking and so evocative of the culture that the book is steeped in. But in the end I went for Traitor’s Blade, partially because of the stark colour contrasts, but also because of the consistency of covers within the series. Is that cheating? I’m not sure. It probably is. But I’m doing it anyways. Looking forward to picking up Falcio’s next adventure already.
I definitely think I’m getting old, because every time I look at the date, I think ‘no, that can’t possibly be right!’. Time passes at the same rate as it ever did, yet I’m constantly stunned by it. I used to think that was something old people did, and now I’m doing it, which means I must be old. That’s a bit of a depressing thought.