Better late than never is what I always say, y’all, and a Bookish Roundup in August of this wild year called 2020 is just what the doctor ordered, if I do say so myself.
A lot has happened in my life this year… I’m now an Empty Nester in a new home, I’ve lost some loved ones and gained a couple more, and perhaps most conspicuously of all, I have been self-isolating in my home since April, as I have a compromised immune system and am in hiding from that Corona Monster… One would think this would give me ample time to add to my reading list, but… no. No, it hasn’t quite worked that way, for my concentration is absolutely shot. Whereas I used to read 15-20 books in a month, in August of 2020, I managed to choke down only 8 of them. And it was hard work, y’all. I keep reading that this phenomenon is touching readers all over the world, but for some reason I feel personally betrayed that it is happening to yours truly. That said, let’s take a look at what I did manage to read in August…
August, 2020 Reads:
By far the star of the month is Mercy Thompson, from the supernatural thriller series by author Patricia Briggs. Now, I held off on reading these books for a looong time – simply based on the crudely designed covers of these books. No lie, y’all – these covers would cause one to assume that the book inside is nothing but a trashy supernatural romance. Which, all things considered, has it’s place in the reading world, but that place is not usually in my own personal orbit. This is a primo example of, “Do not judge a book by it’s cover,” if I ever saw one. So much thanks to my bookish buddies @reidingwithk and @literallyreidingmor for turning me on to this series and for convincing me to take the leap. Fans of the Sookie Stackhouse novels by Charlaine Harris will absolutely want to pick these up. Incidentally, they are a great “gateway drug” into Supernatural/Fantasy for those new to the genre. Regardless of what kind of reader you are, I suggest you take my lead: check out the first 2 (or 3, or 4!) of the books in this series to begin with, because folks: one will just not be enough. I, personally, love a good binge-fest – and Briggs’s novels are the best kind of binge-able.