May was probably the busiest month so far this year and I’m glad it’s finally coming to an end. I wrapped up my second year at university after meeting two coursework deadlines and sitting three exams, just in time for the start of Ramadan. I spent most of the month planning for the #RamadanReadathon, falling behind on writing author interview questions and feeling envious of all the awesome giveaways we have. I sent off my postal vote for the election on June 8th (if you’re in the UK and old enough, please vote!) and I got shortlisted for the 2017 Wicked Young Writer Awards after submitting a piece I dug up from my creative writing folder because I was cutting it too close to the deadline to write something new.
I didn’t set myself any reading goals this month apart from getting my NetGalley feedback ratio up to 80%. I haven’t quite reached it yet but it means I’ve only read ARCs, all of which seem to be releasing on June 1st. In terms of blogging, I really strayed from my posting schedule because I’ve been so busy and at some point I need to play around with my blog design now that I’m free until September. But overall, it’s been a good month. My main focus for June will be the readathon and the majority, if not all, of my posts will be related to that. I posted a list of what I’ll be reading here.
There’s only one book I’m anticipating in June, and it ties in perfectly with the readathon. I probably won’t be reading it for a while but I should have an interview with the author going up on my blog in a few weeks so that’s pretty exciting. Have I mentioned how much I adore the cover!?
SAINTS AND MISFITS BY S. K. ALI
June 13th 2017
How much can you tell about a person just by looking at them?
Janna Yusuf knows a lot of people can’t figure out what to make of her…an Arab Indian-American hijabi teenager who is a Flannery O’Connor obsessed book nerd, aspiring photographer, and sometime graphic novelist is not exactly easy to put into a box.
And Janna suddenly finds herself caring what people think. Or at least what a certain boy named Jeremy thinks. Not that she would ever date him—Muslim girls don’t date. Or they shouldn’t date. Or won’t? Janna is still working all this out.
While her heart might be leading her in one direction, her mind is spinning in others. She is trying to decide what kind of person she wants to be, and what it means to be a saint, a misfit, or a monster. Except she knows a monster…one who happens to be parading around as a saint…Will she be the one to call him out on it? What will people in her tightknit Muslim community think of her then?