I started it off with The Paris Wife by Paula McLain, where I was drawn into the life of Ernest Hemingway's first wife, Hadley. I heard a lot about this book from my book club, so much so that I had to read it so that I could at least understand what they were referencing - mostly how much they hated Ernest Hemingway by the end of the book because of the way he treated his wife.
Shadow and Bone by Leigh Bardugo is the first book in a trilogy, apparently. I say apparently because I just learned this when I was looking for a picture for this blog post. Which is a little disappointing because one of the things I liked about the book was that I felt like it ended well. Another thing I liked about it is that it has more of a Russian influence as opposed to being more North American. Reading it made me want a beautiful fur coat (and I don't even like fur coats).
Getting free books is always wonderful and this is how I got my hands on The Year of the Flood by Margaret Atwood. I have two feelings when dealing with Atwood: curiosity and avoidance. The curiosity comes from the fact that she does write great books that make me think a lot. The avoidance comes from the fact that 99% of time I end up in a funk after reading any book of hers because I've been thinking too much. Needless-to-say, it happened again.
Right now I'm trying to get over The Year of the Flood by reading another book but we will have to see how it goes...
The Wakeful Dreamer