Despite currently existing in a soul crushing, emotional pain spiral that Rebecca Yarros has shoved me into, it’s the end of the month, so I suppose I’ll set the tissues aside to share my reads. But, first, I ask: why do we do this to ourselves? For the 467th time, I find myself audibly sobbing into a pillow about fictional characters…that I imagined…from ink on paper…on purpose. I spend my hard earned, American dollars on these experiences. The craziest thing? I. Always. Come. Back. For. More. We all do! Ask me how I know. Sigh. We should be studied, you and I.

Anyway, here’s what I read this month:

Did you all read anything good this month? Let me know below! Hope you all are well.