so-soA cool concept that left me wanting more out of the narrative at the end. I suppose the best explanation, without giving too much away, is that it devolves into more typical YA tropes. It could have been so much more. Silvera and I share an understanding of death… it‘s his “living” definition that left me unsatisfied.
I‘m rereading PROPER SCOUNDRELS in preparation for VISCOUNTS & VILLAINY, with help from the cutest little scoundrel I know.
Finally sitting down and the first 🍺 of the season is well deserved. I‘ve spent two entire afternoons in 95+ heat cleaning out our camper. For the first time in two decades of camping we had mice in it over the winter, which meant everything had to come out, be washed, and the interior scrubbed. 😝
Back to my Happy Hour Reading.
Sunday. Taking a beat before meeting up with friends to watch Materialists and then eat our body weight in sushi.
Today is a dark day for the country, trying to not spiral.
