Another month and another reading wrap-up. In terms of the number of weeks to books, OctoberBookish Post – September Reading Wrap-UpBookish Post – September Reading Wrap-Up was an even better month than September. I managed to finish 6 whole books, which is well beyond what I thought possible. I knew that I would get through 5 but I finished the 6th over two nights. I’ve never been on this great a reading streak before. Which means I’ll probably crash and burn in November. But we can think about that later. For now, I’m still on a post-October high. Let’s dive into this.
Number of books read: 6 – I don’t think I’ve ever managed to read this many books in a month since I left university. As soon as I no longer had to read 4 books a week, I’ve really taken my time with it.
Number of physical books: 6
Number of eBooks: 0
I finished this early in the month so, I guess, it shouldn’t really count as an October read. It took me a while to get through this one. I find that with Stephen King these days. He starts off strong and then things start to veer off course. I’ve not been a fan of a Stephen King ending in a while. It’s such a shame considering his ideas have so much potential. As I got further into this book, all I could think of was how good it could have been.
This was my first Ruth Ware book. I didn’t get it because I’d been recommended her book. Oh no. It was a classic case of a beautiful edition making their way into my online basket and onto my bookshelf. But I know she has a lot of loyal fans out there who insist she writes a good thriller. This one sounded like it had the potential to be spooky in a Black Mirror kind of way. It wasn’t. It was less terrifying than those ghost stories you used to tell at sleepovers when you were kids. But she is a decent writer. I’ll give her that.
I was getting worried that I was being too harsh with my ratings this year. I haven’t given out many 4 or 5-star ratings so far. Thankfully, I was just waiting for the right book. A book with one of the cutest and most original concept that I’d ever seen. I raced through this story. It was so well-written and thought out. I love how intimate it felt. And, somehow, it managed to tell you everything you needed to know without telling you anything at all.
I’ve barely made a dent in Terry Pratchett’s Discworld series so I decided to go back to the start. Then I ended up skipping the first two and going straight for the third. I find the first two books a bit much if I’m honest. A bit too parody and not even story. Plus, this was more appropriate for Halloween. I’ve had a Stephen King, a book about a haunted house, and a book with a ghost. It only seemed right to go for witches next.
I was supposed to be following a Halloween theme with my books this month but I needed a break. Or at least, I’d tried and failed to get into two ghost story collections. I read one story in each and just stopped reading. So, by the weekend I needed a quick book for my review on Wednesday. I’d bought this as soon as it was published and decided the time was right. It was everything that I hoped it would be. An absolute joy of a book. Weird but joyful.
My Sister, the Serial Killer by Oyinkan Braithwaite
This was the book I started on Sunday night after I’d finished Ayoade on Top. I expected to still be reading it into Novemeber but I got through it in no time. It was so quick that I haven’t even written my review of it yet. It was so quick that I’m still deciding on my rating. I keep switching between 4 and 5. I absolutely loved it but, looking back, I’m not sure it was the flawless read I thought. I’ll see where I’m at when I write it up.
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