
Well, it‘s SNOWING, which seems like a mighty good excuse to tuck up in bed with my kittycorn lamp and a Courtney Milan novel. I got off to a slow start with THE EARL WHO ISN‘T thanks to a couple of busy days, but I‘m past the 50% mark and I hope I‘ve got enough momentum to finish it tomorrow. It‘s often very funny, despite some fraught circumstances on both leads‘ sides. I especially love how Andrew‘s little bro is extremely fifteen years old.










