I feel more excited to write this blog post than I have in some time, because I really loved a lot of what I read this month, and I want to share it.
There’s a Victorian pastiche with cannibalistic dragons, a chapter that saved 16 hours of my life, and a romance that finally dares to ask the question: “What if Jonathan Franzen was hot?”
I hope at least one of those sounds intriguing. This will also be a long post, because I finished 9 books in July. Let’s go!Continue reading “My month in books: July 2020”