July 2018 Book Reviews: This month in particular (it seems), I started several books I didn’t finish. I never review books I don’t finish. The books I do review have something to offer the reader even when I may not give each of them glowing five stars.
What makes me not finish a book? I recently quit one because by page 20 there were already soooo many characters (all with silly names), and I couldn’t keep them straight. The other was a biography written by a popular actress. Right off, I just didn’t connect. I have too many potentially great books stacked on my nightstand, piled on my bookcase, queued in my Audible list, downloaded electronically calling from my Kindle app.
Read me next! Read me next!
They’re loud and persuasive, my to-read books…
A few days ago, a sleepy little moth hitched a ride on John’s tennis shoe and came home with us after our morning walk. Actually, he wasn’t all that little. At first, he looked like a brittle brown leaf. Then, a butterfly? When I got a closer look, I knew he was a moth of some sort.
