I track my reading on BookWyrm and always wished it looked a little more playful. So I built a cozy living room for my shelves, with Toronto's weather in the window, decorations for the season, a sleepy cat and the occasional visitor.
An octopus, a crime novel's afterword, and a woman in Newfoundland with a box of letters - turns out it is always the kindness of strangers that takes me apart.
Three books across July and August, all of them Canadian, two of them excellent, and one a bit all over the place.
Seven books finished across June and July, three of them excellent, and the same complaint about every one that missed - it went on too long.