“As Sancia Grado lay facedown in the mud, stuffed underneath the wooden deck next to the old stone wall, she reflected that this evening was not going at
all as she had wanted.” Sold. It’s been one of those days where I’ve picked up six different books, read a few pages and none of them are doing it for me. But something about this first sentence clicked. Less fortunate, I now have six new books on my TBR.
— Dec 08, 2024 07:55AM
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