Occasional Writer | Full-time Misfit
My year in books.
Henry is truly the man of (day) dreams.
The only clown in this circus was me.
Ali Hazelwood was born to write werewolf romance.
Thinking the unthinkable in Morrison’s Beloved.
Scattered thoughts and feelings.
The Flatshare was flat… but delightful.
Another year, another book list I won’t finish.
Reid laces her books with crack cocaine.