My time on the Island has come to an end. Thankfully. The anxiety dreams about how the dissertation could have been better were becoming a bit much. Fortunately, it wasn’t as bad as all that, and I get to graduate after all.

Just as well, or I might have struggled to read my beloved Heyers again. Not that I have been yet.

Instead, it’s been Skandar – after the Chaos Trials, I had to dash out for #4, the Skeleton Curse (and I look forward to #5, the Spirit War, due out in the next month or so, although I’ll be waiting for the matching Waterstones Exclusive paperback to complete my set) – and the first two of Pari Thomson’s Greenwild series, and a couple of Summer Holiday novels, a Phillipa Ashley and a Darcie Boleyn. I’d say things which I could pick up and put down, but actually, these have been books which I’ve read in as close to one sitting as it’s possible to get as an adult with Adult Responsibilities. Books which haven’t required close study.

The next batch of library books has been similarly light-hearted and fluffy, more of the Summer Holiday romances (a Rachel Lucas (which I’ve already managed to finish, and it turns out I’ve read a previous one of hers, set in the same Cotswold village), a Bella Osborne, and a Holly Hepburn) and Muddle Earth by Paul Stewart and Chris Riddle. I’ve also got Jennifer Bell’s Magicalia: Race of Wonders on the reading pile. I ought, really, to go through my shelves for the unread books before I gather more from the library. Or the bookshops.

And return to my Heyer project of rereading all of them, now that I do have more time for it.