Oh August. You were an exceptionally long month filled with lots of crappy news and events. You also had lots of good-to-okay books. In my most selfish, Trump-like moments, I’m not sure which is worse because I want to read bigly, beautiful books. Yes, yes, the crappy news and bad events are much worse. But woe is me, how I suffered too. Not really. Or at all. I’m just a big book baby. 😀