
I labored under the delusion that I‘d finish one more book by the time the witching hour struck…but I‘ve come to grips with reality now. While I‘ve got some lingering spooky season reads that I‘ll carry with me into the next month, 12 books is a quite a harvest for me!
And honestly, November is a pretty scary month, too - especially if you‘re a cold, cold baby living in New England. 🥶❄️👶🏼 It‘s not *inappropriate* to be reading chilling tales!











































