I love books. You can’t have missed that part of me if you follow this blog for a while now. I read in phases. There are periods I only read biographies. Or thrillers. Or just fantasy. Scratch that, I will always find time for fantasy books. But sometimes I just have to read all Jane Austen books, one after another. Followed by Charlotte Brontë. Apparently I am now in a period I just want to read books that make me happy. Like the Discworld books. Furiously Happy of Jenny “the Blogess” Lawson is one of those.  Just like You’re never weird on the Internet (almost) of Felicia Day. But it is not for every book that I write a review. The book, or the writer, has got to have touched me, one way or another. Matthew Norman did just that with his debut novel. Continue reading “Review: We’re all damaged by Matthew Norman” →