Hey there. It’s been a while. A lot has happened since my last blog post. Probably the biggest thing is this whole stupid pandemic. But this post isn’t really about that. But, because of that, I’ve been staying home a lot. And one thing I’ve been doing with my time is a lot of reading. Mostly thrillers, with a few other things thrown in. So, since I figured I don’t really have anything better to blog about, why not write some book reviews of these books I’ve been reading? One I just finished is SAFE by Jane Adams.

It’s been a while since I talked about Neil Gaiman on my blog. If you are new here, you might not know about my fascination with this man and his work. He’s my favorite author and probably always will be. I’ve written multiple blog posts about him since I first got my hands on one of his novels, including reviews of his books, an account of a book signing I went to where I briefly met him, and even an open letter to Mr. Gaiman (which he’s seen, he confirmed this on Twitter after I posted it). I think his books are wonderful, and the man himself is simply a gem. There’s even a poem he wrote that I’d like to have read at our wedding when Ricky and I eventually get married.