
That feeling you have when you read several amazing books and then three below average books and you’re afraid to pick up the next one and open the cover…
Fingers crossed.

That feeling you have when you read several amazing books and then three below average books and you’re afraid to pick up the next one and open the cover…
Fingers crossed.
Looks like “The Scream” by Edvard Munch. 😮
That’s how I’ve felt about the past three books.