I seem to have gone down a bit of a thriller rabbit hole, which is always a dangerous place to be. I like thrillers and mysteries, but it’s a hard genre to get right, and it seems like it so often is steeped in ableism and other bigotries.

Ah well. Every so often I find a gem, I suppose.

I may have done the thing where I checked out too many books from the library again.

Oops??

This week, I take a deep dive into horror in what is perhaps escapism and is perhaps just really good books. Sometimes it’s hard to tell, really.

Still, focus can be an issue for me lately, so anything that manages to keep my focus definitely gets a shout-out!

I feel a little as though I am spinning my wheels, running in place. I suspect this is due to the length and tenacity of the pandemic, though that doesn’t make me any happier about it.

In any case, books continue to happen, and I continue to read them.

Maybe one day I’ll stop waiting for my to-read list to clear out.