Recent Reads – September 2018

Some Advance Reader Copies (ARCs) included. They are marked with an *. No affiliate links used. You can read my full disclosure policy here.

Recent Reads - September 2018
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Earlier this year I scaled back the number of advance reader copies (ARCs) I accept for review from publishers and authors. As a result, I’ve really been enjoying reading books as and when they grab my attention. Here are the books I read during September.

Her Name Was Rose by Claire Allan

Her Name Was Rose by Claire Allan

When Emily witnesses a fatal hit and run she cannot shake the feeling that it should have been her who was killed. She let Rose step out in front of her. It should have been her. Emily needs to know more about Rose and social media provides the perfect opportunity. Then Emily applies for Rose’s now vacant job and immerses herself in Rose’s life. But all is not what it seems. Is it ever?

Her Name Was Rose is an engrossing page-turner that keeps you guessing right until the end.

Nobody Cares by Anne T. Donahue*

Nobody Cares by Anne T. Donahue

I’ve been a fan of Anne T. Donahue’s newsletter, That’s What She Said, for a while so was looking forward to reading her memoir. Nobody Cares* does not disappoint!

Donahue shares her experiences of growing up in the Catholic Church, dealing with anxiety and an eventual diagnosis of bipolar II disorder, using alcohol as a crutch and the decision to get sober. These essays are witty, sharp and feel like you are having a catch-up over coffee with a friend.

Why I’m No Longer Talking to White People About Race by Reni Eddo-Lodge

Why I'm No Longer Talking to White People About Race

Why I’m No Longer Talking to White People About Race is an expansion of Reni Eddo-Lodge’s blog post of the same name about how talking to white people about race is basically like having the same conversations over and over again because we continue to either not understand it or outright refuse to acknowledge the part we play in structural racism.

That it makes for uncomfortable reading in parts is the point.  Nothing will change unless white people accept that things need to change. We then need to do the work in bringing about that change. White supremacy will not dismantle itself. We need to do it.

Notes to Self: Essays by Emilie Pine

Notes to Self by Emilie Pine

I ignored Anne Enright’s warning about reading Notes to Self in public. Do not make the same mistake, you will find yourself in tears. Ranging from her father’s alcoholism, infertility, mental ill-health, to feminism and rape culture these essays are deeply personal. Yet they strike the right tone and never feel like oversharing.

Emilie Pine’s writing is honest, confronting, reflective and absorbing. It is easy to see why Notes to Self features on many a must-read list.

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