Today is a super busy day in my world (Freebird is 3?! How the CRAP did that happen!?) but I still manage to grab 10 minutes at the laptop.
I noticed that I’m very much a mood swing reader, in that I’ll glom onto a particular type of romance, then turn radically in a different direction. For awhile, I’ve been feasting on contemporaries: novellas, suspense mysteries, humorous, but straight up contemporary. Now? Historical?! YUMMY. I deviated from the line up of the TBR pile (for which I am giving myself a very hard time) and taking a side route through an angsty historical I picked up idly one evening and believe I have been sucked into.
Speaking of, let me ask you a question: do you want to know what I’m reading right now? Like, if I’m reading Angsty Historical that jumps forward and back in time, and I’m not sure what I’m thinking of it or how I’d evaluate it since I’m still Getting Into It, do you want to know what it is? Until now I’ve felt like naming book titles when I’m not sure what I think of them yet is somehow rude or teasing, and I don’t want to be a book tease. But hey, if you want to know, I’ll mention things as I read them.
Of course, if I’m reading a file I’ve emailed to the Kindle, until I look up the sent mail file I might only be able to say that I’m reading NC_Oc_R.PDF and no, I have NO IDEA what the hell that is. It’s like blind taste testing on the Kindle sometimes, because with some e-ARCs that I have, the title/author info doesn’t appear at the top of the screen.
I’m not usually big into angsty historicals, but it’s a foggy, rainy day here, and I’m tucked into the sofa cushions reading until nap time ends, and chaos descends, so it’s fabulous.
BTW, if you’re curious, I’m reading Carolyn Jewel’s Scandal. Due out in February.