Turning the last page of A Prayer for the Crown-Shy while sitting under a darkening sky, the waves lapping their way up the abandoned shore on the last night of a week spent on this small patch of sand between islands, was just perfect.
The second in the Monk and Robot series somehow managed to worm its way into my soul even more so than the first.
I don’t know how to be, most days, and Chambers manages to weave that up into whole persons with deftness. I really liked this book.