Love, Nina I did not.

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.