So. November didn’t exactly turn out to be as bookish as I’d hoped. And that is in no way the fault of the subject I chose. I have lots of great books about Native American characters out from the library. That wasn’t it at all. The problem is simple. I got sick. There was an urgent care visit and an afternoon in the ER and lots and lots of medication. And when I got better, I was just so overwhelmingly tired. I’ve always had asthma and every once in awhile I get something lung-related like bronchitis or pneumonia and it just shuts me down. And so, trusting in so many people I believe to be wise, I didn’t force myself to buckle down and blog. Reading? That I can do even when sick, but the structure of this blog, where I report content to you as accurately as I can, is not easy to do without my full focus. And when I’m sick it’s also pretty near impossible for me to string coherent sentences together when trying to recommend a book. So…I just didn’t.
So what of December? I’m going to try. There’s a lot on my plate this month, which I’m sure is true for many people. And I am still not feeling 100% myself. But I hope to have some great wintery books for you, of course, in keeping with the season.
Instead of admonishing you to have a happy whatever, I’m simply going to wish you all some peace and joy as you close out 2015.