That title is laughable, you know why? I only read two books this year. TWO.
Yes my head is bowed in shame because that is a stark contrast to my attitude in last year’s post where I discussed books I read in 2015.
So what happened you ask? I cannot explain for the life of me. Between moving houses (AGAIN) and overall trying to do this adulting thing, I only managed to read two books. Two doesn’t sound THAT BAD, I mean it’s two more than none. In the same vein, it is half the books I read last year…but let’s look forward.
On to the books I read.