Proof that a bromance can kill you a real death.

Yet another year, yet another list to abandon.

My year in books.

Henry is truly the man of (day) dreams.

The only clown in this circus was me.

Ali Hazelwood was born to write werewolf romance.

Thinking the unthinkable in Morrison’s Beloved.

Scattered thoughts and feelings.

The Flatshare was flat… but delightful.