Well, today feels a little like crawling out of a four day cocoon…but what a glorious cocoon it was. I had a wonderfully relaxing Thanksgiving mini-break filled with a ton of books. After wrapping up the reading I started last week, I started and finished Cry Father by Benjamin Whitmer, which was a great, punchy little whirlwind. Though I meant to just add the e-galley of Selfish, Shallow and Self-Absorbed to my Kobo, I wound up reading close to half of it over the weekend. Plus, I finally picked up Emily St. John Mandel’s Station Eleven from the library and spent most of yesterday in a pile of blankets pouring through it.
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