Hello! We have officially moved into my favorite season of the year, except I live in Southern California and “fall” here often includes triple digit temperature spikes and a really depressing lack of apple picking options and foliage gradients 🙁 . However, I still managed to pretend the weather was starting to get a bit more brisk and hole myself away with some solid reads. Here’s what I tackled in what was hopefully the last month of insanely hot temperatures here in LaLaLand.
These Shallow Graves by Jennifer Donnelly
A Gathering of Shadows by V.E. Schwab
The Last Star by Rick Yancey
Saga: Volume 3 by Brian K. Vaughan
The War that Saved my Life by Kimberly Brubaker Bradley
H is for Hawk by Helen Macdonald (audiobook)
So, I read six books in September, bringing my 2016 total up to 51. Hot dog! My desert island book is an easy selection with V.E. Schwab’s stellar second installment in the Shades of Magic series that spans Londons in three parallel worlds. It’s rare that I like the second book in a series more than the first, but that is exactly what went down here, and I CANNOT FREAKING WAIT for the third (and final?) chapter, A Conjuring of Light, out in February 2017.
Other honorable mentions include the lovely The War that Saved my Life, the story of a young girl debilitated by an untreated club foot who has spent her entire life sequestered away in a one room apartment. Her spirit isn’t so crushed, however, that she doesn’t take the first opportunity to flee with her younger brother when London children were evacuated to the countryside during World War II. It’s a tough read at times because of the vivid depictions of abuse and neglect, but it is a thoroughly rewarding read nonetheless. Also, obviously Saga is still amazing, but that almost goes without saying.
Now, I know Nikki loved H is for Hawk and I really liked both it and Helen Macdonald’s sultry narration, but holy mackerel I could have done without the weird T.H. White dissertation interspersed throughout the memoir. I found it so distracting and dull that I often skipped entire sections when she started prattling on about White.
Alright, signing out until I tell you about all my creeptastic bookish explorations for October, my favorite month of the year because, DUH, it’s Halloween!