It's been a month and eight days.
That's a long time not to blog. It's also a long time not to finish a book. That's what I get for waxing poetic about a book I thought I'd like.
Serves you right, Rachel.
Serves. You. Right.
I'm roughly 120 pages into Love, Nina and just cannot get into it. It's not that I haven't read lately. I managed to read 6 1/3 books at the beach (one was a short story). All the while, not touching Love, Nina. So it's returning to the library. Unfinished.
I do, however, love Paige Toon.