As a a self proclaimed reading nerd (currently pushing my glasses back up my nose.)
I was disappointed when I tallied the books I read at the end of 2021 and discovered it was the least I read in a year, probably ever.
I blame Covid-19, because why not, it has been hell on earth. I blame climate problems, California’s drought, television streaming because the Golden Age of television is so good, I can’t stop binge watching anything and everything.
I will also blame writing, because when I am writing a lot, it means I am not reading as much. Which is a good thing, in some way.
If all goes according to plan, I will have two new books completed in 2022 and the first thing I will do when I am done with Book 2 is take a long, long nap somewhere with a pool, room service and a gorgeous hotel bar.
But in the meantime, I finished reading two books recently that were fun, surprising and used dessert as a form of inspiration and murder. Thank you to netgalley for allowing me a chance to sneak peek these reads, which I can’t stop gushing about.