I am now reaching out to all the incredibly patient donors to #RomancingTheVote who, almost four months ago (gog help me!) paid for these. I’m hoping to have all the addresses in the next couple of days so I can mail them all in one go, but if I don’t get them all by Friday evening, I’ll just have to make a couple of trips to the post office.
Given the absolute shitshow that is US politics right now, let alone “we are still in a pandemic, stupid”, and “there’s a war in Europe, so food and fuel prices have risen because war profiteering is a thing US corporations do really well”, I thought to try for a bit of cheer.
This really has been a hard month here at casa aztec, which is why there have been so few posts, little-to-no reading (or reviewing), and why I’m still stitching the last few of the pouches for #RomancingTheVote.
"A review is at its heart the expression of the reviewer’s opinion–in this case, my opinion. Regardless of how the book in question ended up in my hands, I will not insult your intelligence by assuming that you will blindly buy any book I like, or that you’ll avoid reading any book I don’t like. Instead, I’ll give you credit for making up your own mind, and buying and/or reading whatever you think you’ll enjoy."
Please be aware that some of the books I review, talk about, or plain mention in passing, in this blog, have been given to me by the author, or someone else on behalf of the author, with the express purpose that I review them. (Those reviews are tagged ARC or review copy.)
Her Hands, My Hands 