January Reads


During the month of December, I had a bit of a reading slump, but I’m happy to say my appetite for books returned full force this month, and I started off 2017 with some really great reads. (My inspiration to take a quality picture of my books was rather lacking, however. But I like an excuse to feature some of my bookish mugs).


The Secret History by Donna Tartt • 5/5 stars
I truly began this year with the book of books, and it’s definitely this month’s favorite. It’s tragic and disturbing and fantastic and will probably be one of my favorites of the year. I’m THAT confident. Full review.

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I’ll See You There

Tomás is the guy that lives in Barcelona and never does anything exciting besides sell pastries and wish he could be something a bit more, and Rosie is the twist of fate that walks into his cafe and changes all of that.


It’s so cliché, how the whole thing begins.

The September weather is cool in Barcelona as Tomás makes his way down the city streets to work. He likes his job at the café, he really does, but on days like these,  when the sky is hanging low and gray overhead, he’d rather just stay in with his own special mug of coffee and a nice, long book. The thought is tantalizing, but his legs dutifully carry him to his work, a tiny café tucked away in the heart of the city. It’s not far from the Sagrada Familia, but tourists are rarely adventurous enough to find it. That, or Café Verde is simply not flashy enough.

Tomás would rather it stay that way, anyhow. They have enough customers already without the straggling foreigner that doesn’t knowpan from pasteles. As Tomás walks in, his eyes sweep over the few tables squeezed into the small place. They’ve got just one customer, a regular, Alvaro, whose wife died several years ago after five decades together, the last one especially blissful after all their children moved to southern Spain in pursuit of higher callings and left them to live out their elderly dreams. He nods briefly as Tomás makes the short distance to the counter, and Tomás smiles back, reaching for the apron he put on three years ago and hardly seemed to take off since.

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