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So I know I spent the last blog post yammering on about the six books I meant to read this month… but I accidentally read a book that wasn’t on that list. And yes, it was about the conception of the antichrist. That’s right, kiddos, Halloween is in the air, let’s talk about one super fucked…
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Question for you all, dear readers. Have you ever feared being crushed beneath the ever-growing tower of books you intend to read? Wonderful, glad I’m not the only one. I had a brilliant idea that I would suspend all new book acquisitions, both from the library and from the bookstore, for the month of August.…
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Blessed be, my witchy babes. Onward with the blogging… amazing how much time a girl has when she’s not planning a wedding, isn’t it? Today, I’m bringing back an oldie: the Fun-Size Review, in which I talk about a recent read in less than 100 words. I just finished one of my most anticipated summer…
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Privyet, bishes. I am trying to be more regular with the updates, as you can see. Who knows how long this sudden discipline will last, so we’ll just roll with it while we can, hm? Today I’m reviewing yet another book about Russia, because I am nothing if not predictably Russophilic. Is that a word?…
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Wassup boos. I am currently doubting all of my life choices… #thursday amiright? Haven’t done a RiRi’s review in a while. If you need a reminder of what the heck a RiRi’d review is, check out this post. So this week, I reread one of my all-time faves, Persuasion by Jane Austen (let’s not attempt to understand why…
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Oi. Wassup. I’m in a foul mood, for a variety of reasons. And in order to prevent further trouble, I am rewatching Deadwood (yet again) while typing loudly to make sure everything – and everyone – else stays silent. So have a fucking book review. Hmmmmm… maybe, Lock Every Door by Riley Sager. Let’s fucking do this.…
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Words, as promised! The reading blitz continues – yes, I’m as surprised as you are. Who would have imagined that married life would afford so much time to spend in fictional words. Although here’s a hard truth for us all – curling up with a good book and some tea is just NOT THE SAME…
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Ahoy, mateys. Now that the wedding is done and I never have to plan anything ever again, I am back to my normal level of stress – and my normal level of reading. In the week running up to the wedding and the week after, I actually put quite a dent in my TBR pile.…
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Back soon with the words. – xo, R
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No time for actual words, I am losing my mind, someone send cake or a teeny tiny mushroom sprite who can grant wishes and plan weddings. Today I’m nonverbally reviewing Ghost Wall by Sarah Moss, which pretty hyped in my gothy little neck of the bookstagram woods. The Summary Heist: In the north of England,…