Once upon a time, an angel and a devil pressed their hands to their hearts,
and started the Apocalypse.
Hello everyone!
You know, I'm feeling quite accomplished today. Not taking into account my feeling a bit like a yo-yo in my professional life for a while there (to all good results, before anyone starts asking!) I'm coming to an end of a series of reviews which is ALWAYS satisfactory and cause for celebration. After all, I don't often get to say this.
That's because while I tend to START a series, I kind of forget to keep putting reviews up.
I'm that bad, I know.
And for some reason I sound like Demelza from Poldark right now ... might have to lay off binge watching that one!
Anyway, it's been almost a full year since I posted the very first review of the very first book in the series, and now it's time to come full circle after the second one came along in mid-summer. And I'm insanely proud of myself for achieving as much, really! I think I should group my blog posts somewhere in one place at some point so that people can look them up quickly.
But before I go off-tangent, let's dig right into the review for Dreams of Gods and Monsters!
