Happy August, Bookworms!
I always associate the summertime with reading tons and tons of books. Looking over my totals for each month over the past few years shows a somewhat different story. Whereas the summer does seem to provide a few more lazy days, my best total for an individual month was two Januarys ago, reading eight ( I swear I thought it was ten, but my records don’t lie!) I’m not bragging in any way, shape or form because that is only two books a week. I read somewhere in the realm of snails and molasses. The only reason I was able to read eight books that January was because we had several snow days and school was called.
It bugs me that I can’t read like twenty or more books a month, truly it does. There are always so many books I want to read, (which I think might be why or at least partly to blame for reading multiple books at a time). But whatever.
So here is my somewhat sorry July wrap-up:
1. Red Notice by Bill Browder ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
2. A Nearly Normal Family by M. T. Edvardsson ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
3. Daisy Jones and the Six by Taylor Jenkins Reid ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ ( I initially gave this 3.5 ⭐️s, but it was a fun read, so I upped it a half a star. Sometimes being on vacation can help a book rating, or maybe wine can).
4. Three Women by Lisa Taddeo ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
5. American Kingpin by Nick Bilton ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
My lousy count for a freaking summer month is five? Dang. I completely thought I was going to squeeze in Crawdads* last night and make it count for July, but alas, it wasn’t meant to be. My eyelids got the better of me and closed up shop. Five books is more than I started the month off with, so there’s that.
* My slang for Where the Crawdads Sing.
A fresh month, a new beginning, and as I write this it’s almost Friday. So, I will look ahead and hope to beat my July total this month.
PS. My sweet neighbor and friend brought me a very cool trade edition of Lonesome Dove. It’s a huge book, especially in a mass market edition, which is what I currently have. I’ve been wanting to read it forever, so maybe it’s time to step back to the frontier and hang out with some, “…hero’s, and outlaws, whores, and ladies, Indians and settlers ( LD back cover).”
“One glance at a book and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for 1,000 years. To read is to voyage through time.”
– Carl Sagan