August 2020 Wrap Up

I’m back! Thank you everyone for the well-wishes from my last post. I’m not 100%, but I’m feeling a little more able to manage everything.

The edits (read: overused words edits) to That Distant Dream are done, and it’s such a huge weight off my chest. Nearly 4,000 revisions made, and I hope that it will set me up for success with future edits.

What’s That Distant Dream? It’s my upcoming novel with NineStar Press! And it’s the book that took me nine years to write, and now I really am behind on writing the sequel (thank you covid writer’s block).

But you don’t want to read about that. This post is what I read in August. Despite feeling fairly slumpy throughout and particularly towards the end, I read 15 books last month and most were pretty fantastic.

Have I written any of the reviews? No. I am so behind on reviews it’s not even funny. I’m about to do a quick triage and only write reviews for the ARCs and November 9, which was so horrific that I am literally obligated to write a review.

However, the first step is the hardest, and by writing this post I’ll be able to do the September TBR post, and then I’ll lean into the reviews.


I read some absolutely phenomenal five-star reads this month—and all for different reasons!

The Magic Fish, I’ll Be the One and You Had Me at Hola were so brilliant and beautiful and fun (The Magic Fish was more deep than fun but those illustrations were breathtaking and the author’s note was *chef’s kiss*).

Do you ever read a book and think, wow, I’m dumb as hell because this author is operating on an entirely different level of brilliance than I could ever hope to reach? That is How to Be an Anti-Racist. I will have to return to this one again because Kendi threw out some shit and took no prisoners.

And lastly—have you ever read a book and thought, holy shit where’re the cameras because they’re writing about me? Um, that is 100% Wow, No Thank You. Minus several key important details (I do not have children, nor am I 40 [yet] nor Black nor a successful writer), but holy fucking shirtballs this woman and I are the same and it was so refreshing to read about a person as messy and admittedly lazy as me.


The four stars were all pretty fucking good too. I really enjoyed The First Rule of Punk, which was about a mixed race girl trying to figure out where she belonged while straddling two cultures, and The Last Pick: Rise Up was the perfect yet heartbreaking ending to the graphic novel trilogy.

Do not be fooled by the current 3.35 rating on Goodreads—Loathe at First Sight was a solid read about discrimination and the intersections of misogyny and racism at gaming companies. I feel that it was horribly mismarketed as a contemporary romance (there is romance, but it is slight), but definitely give it a try. Speaking of mild disappointment—I loved The Flatshare, but The Switch didn’t really wow me over. It was still fantastic, but like one of my favorite movies The Holiday, I was more interested in Eileen’s story than Leena’s.

If you’re looking for a refreshing YA paranormal fantasy with #ownvoices trans and Latinx representation, then let me tell you that the hype surrounding The Cemetery Boys is 100% justified. I do not hop onto hype trains lightly, FYI.

Harrow the Ninth was my most anticipated release of 2020, and um, I don’t know? Was it the most brilliant thing I’ve ever read or was it an absolute disjointed train wreck? Can both be an answer? I will say that I cannot wait for Alecto the Ninth and I have no fucking clue what is going to happen to anyone in this series.


These were all solid reads, but not showstoppers. Love Her Or Lose Her started strong and with some hot hot hot scenes (to the point where I was willing to overlook the author’s continual gaffe of calling Marines soldiers and troops), but it devolved and the resulting HEA just wasn’t believable.

Shadowshaper was enjoyable, but I wish I hadn’t read it at the same time as The Cemetery Boys, because Boys overshadowed Shadowshapers. This is why while I usually read two books at the same time (audio and print/ebook), I try to ensure the two are separate genres.

The Space Between Worlds was a great critique on poverty, race and the “who is worthy” debate, but it bounced between two and four stars due to uneven pacing and some really sloggy sections. I enjoyed the twists and turns, but was underwhelmed by the first half (and weirdly enjoyed the second half, which was mostly political maneuverings).


Ugh. This book. This fucking book. It somehow has a 4.34 rating on Goodreads. Every single review I had read before had raved about this book and particularly the romance aspect and I just. Welp, I’m questioning everyone’s judgment. Normally I don’t give a fuck what people read and enjoy, but this book broke me and I now have zero fucks to give. My give-a-fuck field is barren. There is a rant a comin’ with this one.

What did you read in August?

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