I loved the Harry Potter books! Waaaaay better than the films, IMO.

On holiday, I was reading Elizabeth is Missing by Emma Healey. It's about this woman with dementia who is convinced that her friend is missing. It's so well written that it's exactly how I imagine dementia must feel. As such, it is a bit upsetting at points where it reminds me of me sometimes, and my grandfather who died with dementia 2 years ago. I haven't quite finished it, but I recommend it if the topic won't trigger.

I used to read voraciously, but it's quite difficult now. Every so often, I will get another book to add to my 'to read' pile, but it makes me sad to see them sitting there, unread. I try to keep plodding through though.

*Willow*