I know I'm not the first person to say this, but has January lasted 67 days or something? I can't believe it's only January 31. It feels like we should be heading into March at least. My reading during the month, however, has been mostly wonderful.
I kicked off 2018 with My Grandmother Asked Me to Tell You She's Sorry by Fredrik Backman, and it's official: I will read anything and everything he ever writes. I'm saving Britt-Marie Was Here for a road trip I'm taking over President's Day.
My January books were thoughtful books packed with emotion. The only book that I didn't just love was The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte. This was my first pick for the Classics Challenge, and if it had been 150 pages shorter, maybe I would have fonder feelings toward it. (This is definitely a book that would be great to read in a college setting.)
I'm hoping read some lovey books for February, but my official TBR is TBD. What did your January reading look like? Any ambitions for February?