It's December 7th, and I finally today remembered to actually open my mystery book. I knew it was December, but sometimes my brain is like yes, it's December, but it's a separate December from the one where I'm supposed to do this. I don't know how to explain it, but once I had two things scheduled for the same date in April and legitimately thought the same date was two different days, even though I knew they were both the same date. I don't know.
Anyhow, my last book of the year is The Poison Season by Mara Rutherford!
I just read another book of hers a few weeks ago and LOVED it, so I'm looking forward to this one, especially because last month's mystery book ended up being kind of a snore. If this is anywhere near as good as her other book (A Curious Kind of Magic) was, then it'll be a strong end to the year!
