August: Books I read and a thing that made me laugh

August has gone by in a blur. A cold, rainy, winter-in-Melbourne blur. I’ve been neglecting this little blog – for which I have no real excuse, other than LIFE.

I’ve done lots of reading (there’s always time for reading), but not a lot of reviewing. Here’s a snapshot of what books shaped my August, my verdict on each and then a little thing that made me laugh.

Six Degrees of Separation – from picnicking to murdering

It’s time for #6degrees! Adapting the idea the idea that everyone in the world is separated from everyone else by just six links, Kate W (one of my favourite bloggers) hosts a #6degrees meme for bookish types.

Every month, a book is chosen as a starting point and then it’s up to us readers to link it to six other books to form a kind of chain. It’s all a bit random, as the links between books can be as estoteric as you like – it’s fun to see where things take you.

At the starting block this month is Picnic at Hanging Rock by Joan Lindsay. In the first year of high school, my best friend was obsessed with this book. She would become emotionally unstable, in a way that only a thirteen year old can, if anyone hinted the book wasn’t based on real events.