There’s something to be said for one month going atrociously bad in terms of reading and then the next one going splendidly fabulous, even if the other facets of life are still hanging by a thread. This is what happened with me. While October 2021 was bad on so many levels including my reading and my life, November 2021 has started off with a bang that I never could have anticipated in my wildest dreams. It’s just the 14th, but I’ve already completed 10 books and I’m the middle of 1 other, a carry-over from September. And I’m staring at the list in awe as I write this blog post detailing my November 2021 reading plans.