Pulp and classics, gotta love it.
Embroidering a lot, reading less. It’s for the best, I’m sure. Gods, I forgot to put this shit behind a cut.
Only fourteen books this month, as I was on vacay and totally doing other stuff than reading like a heroin addict.
Nineteen books this month, blame it on revisiting Pan and Pinocchio and other slim little volumes. I finished Gothic: Four Hundred Years of Excess, etc. etc. and it made me go poke at some books I surprisingly hadn’t got around to reading yet (books which are terribly Gothic, sorry Nick). The monster list and all my little reviews from GoodReads behind the cut. I’ve linked to Gutenberg versions where possible.