a book called _Failure to Launch_. It's fascinating because the issues it describes are so much what I'm seeing with my daughter, which I've assumed was connected to her being autistic. But apparently being so anxious about the future you refuse to even think about it is fairly common these days.

It's quite kind in tone and not judgemental. I also borrowed _The Manager Mom_ and immediately gave up on it.

Read _The Tall Stranger_ by D.E. Stevenson. Kind of a rambling story that doesn't hold up well to the passage of time. So classist. There was a pathetic subplot that made me like it.

_Twice in a Blue Moon_ by Christina Lauren. It annoyed me that it stole from _A Room with a View_ without that being important to the story, and even more that it's never acknowledged. Movie making parts were interesting, otherwise kind of meh.

Up all night reading _Unfollow_ by Megan Phelps-Roper, possibly the most page-turning memoir I've ever read. Such a fascinating window into another world, and deeply sad, too.

I don't think all of her conclusion hold up, especially in regard to de-platforming, but she makes some important points about division and in-fighting.

In a weird juxtaposition, I also finished reading _Men We Reaped_ by Jesmyn Ward. I've read a lot of books about racism in the past two years, but this was the most painful. Have tissues handy.

I read _Daffodils in Spring_, which is one of those "inspired by a real life heroine" Harlequins. It was a nice little short, but I found it really odd that the characters were obviously coded to be black but race and skin color and *racism* is never mentioned at all.

Best part of the book is a poem, written in the story by a teen girl whose mother was an addict and gave her up, expressing her belief that it didn't mean her mom didn't love her.

Read _Lord of Secrets_ by Alyssa Everett. There are the bones of a good story here, but unfortunately most of the actual book is repetitive, wangsty internal monologues. And it's one of those "no-secret secrets," at least to anyone who's read romance for awhile, which made it even more frustrating and boring.

A better job (from the vantage point of me years ago, so who knows really): Liz Carlyle, _The Devil You Know_.

Loved the short stories in _Dil or No Dil_ by Suleikha Snyder. The prose is so sharp and vivid, the stories are like tiny, delicious hors d'ouvers - I wanted more and was perfectly satisfied at the same time. The two novellas were less interesting.

I started skimming _Any Old Diamonds_, in preparation for _Gilded Cage_, and wound up getting caught up and rereading the second half. It's irritating how little even really good books stick in my memory now. Maybe ebook reading really doesn't impress itself on the memory in the same way.

Just loved _Gideon the Ninth_ which is like an uber-dark, high fantasy being live-blogged by your favorite bad-ass friend on social media. It's not a genre romance but definitely a story romance readers can appreciate. CW for tons of violence and sadness, and being infuriated that the sequel isn't out yet.

I'm reading _Motherhood So White_ and was intrigued to learn that the author started out as a romance novelist.

me at the gym: This portion of _The Marrow Thieves_ is far too harrowing to read while exercising.

*looks at my kindle. My other choices are _Men We Reaped_ and _Guantanamo Diary_.*

I'm _Truly, Madly_ in which a family matchmaking business is very successful because they match people by their auras. I'm almost positive my husband and I have completely different auras. Of course, I have no idea what an aura is supposed to signify anyway.

For a challenge prompt of a book set in Scandanavia, I started _Meet Me at the Museum_, which is an epistolary novel. So now I'm wondering.... can an epistolary novel really be considered to be set anywhere?

Finished _South of the Border, West of the Sun_ by Haruki Murakami and am deeply baffled by why this dude wins all the literary awards. Oh right, a man writing about adultery and first world weltschmertz.