So, that was an unintentional nearly-week long break from blogging that we need to blame on my disordered brain. I was diagnosed with migraines when I was 12, and they’re pretty well managed now, but this was the first time everything I usually do failed and a three-day migraine sent me to urgent care. Thankfully, after an IV with some fluids and drugs (they were some good drugs, y’all), I was feeling somewhat human. I’ve been rattled with a bit of a headache hangover that stuck around for the weekend and still feels like it’s nagging, but I’m hoping things are on the up and up again.
My reading was actually on a roll until about halfway through the week, but haven’t picked up too much since. I finished up Lab Girl and felt like it was a little too one-note for me in the end, though I loved it to start with. That could be more me loosing my focus on reading than the book, too. I also set down Christodora, though I think I’ll revisit it. I just know picking up a long book is a bad idea right now.
I finally hopped back on the library wagon and picked up a bunch of holds, including Alexis M. Smith’s Marrow Island, which I’ve heard awesome things about. I’m just a few pages in, but the prologue is super intriguing. And after coming out of my migraine haze to all the awful news out of Baton Rouge, Minnesota, and Dallas, I decided to pick up the copy of Charleston Syllabus that I’ve had set aside since BEA.