Reads from July

FFS! July is about to hang itself out to dry and I haven’t even written a single post! Of course this shouldn’t count.

So… I’ve been reading. I was slacking, especially the month of May. My average of four books per month – well, I broke the spell. I broke it. Not proud of it, but life happened, and I broke it.

I’ve read 22 books this year, which means I’m six books short.

SIX! Since I can’t quite explain the reason behind the slack, so be it.

Walk Through Walls by Marina Abramovich has officially made my top three list. It’s such a DAMN GOOD BOOK. Damn amazing life, damn amazing everything. I wish I had known about her sooner.

So I finished Brave by Rose McGowan in 3 days. Quite a feat for me because I can only read during certain hours in a day.

A Dark Night in Aurora by William H. Reid was a good read, I managed to resonate with something though I’d rather not talk about it in real life.

Ordeal by Linda Lovelace. Doesn’t matter whether I believe her or not. What matters is that she managed to get it out in a book. Again, I know what’s it like to be attached to a bloody abusive pig.

Voices from Chernobyl by Svetlana Alexievich. I don’t need to explain why it should be a compulsory read for people in general. Lies, cover-ups, more lies.


So the above’s what it is.

What am I currently reading? Gosh, plenty. Bookishly speaking, I am shameless. So here goes.

I’m still reading Megan K. Stack’s Every Man in this Village is a Liar. I’m also still reading How Starbucks Saved My Life by Michael Gill. Also, still trying to finish The Body Book by Cameron Diaz (which isn’t an easy read because it’s a rich-people-only kinda book. And there are two more books. One’s Facing the Wave by Gretel Ehrlich and I can’t remember the other.

I have few other reads waiting in my Kindle. Okay. Hundreds. I keep buying. I just don’t have enough time in a day to bloody read.

August is around the corner. Still, SIX books short. Who cares but I!

Reading Slump: Chocolates

Trying to read again, after a couple of days on hiatus. My worst, unhealthiest craving has got to be chocolates in bed, before bed, just so that I can get my reading mojo back 😅 It’s either chocolates or nachos, but I ran out of nachos…


Haven’t read much lately. Wonder if it has anything to do with my last read (I, Who Did Not Die), which was rather heavy on the heart?

Don’t know.

I was so ‘tired’ yesterday that I listened to Columbine (Dave Cullen) on Audible (I am still not that into audiobooks), and in less than 5 minutes, Zzzzzz was creeping in so I quickly switched off my Fire and fell asleep almost immediately. Audiobooks, no matter how revolutionizing and important (specifically toward the visually impaired), isn’t my cuppa tea… Not quite yet. Great lullabies, though…

This is all. Came in here to rant about a reading slump and chocolates. Brilliant. Now back to bed. Back to reading. Back to chocolates…