Welcome back to Sunday Book Confessions, where I say the quiet reading thoughts out loud.
This is the space for the DNFs I don’t regret, the petty opinions I absolutely stand by, and the completely unnecessary stress I put on myself over my TBR. Consider this your weekly reminder that reading is supposed to be fun… even if I occasionally treat it like a competitive sport.
And that’s it for this week’s confessions.
Some opinions may change. Some won’t. My TBR will continue to grow faster than I can manage, and I will continue pretending that’s fine. If you made it this far, you’re either nosy in the best way or avoiding your own reading slump. Either way, same. See you next Sunday.


























































