The photos: go live on Instagram as I take 'em and appear here in digest form on Sundays.
As previously stated, I fell in love with Helen Oyeyemi's BOY, SNOW, BIRD within fifteen pages. Murchie could hardly believe it. He's listened to enough of my bookish rants to know I'm both picky and suspicious.
(Yes, I discuss literature with my dog. You're telling me you don't?)
He was rather less surprised when the book cruelly betrayed me. Murchie can be such a pessimist.
I discussed the betrayal last Tuesday and, to be honest, I'm still not over it, so let's move on to something happier.